Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 984

Rebecca White frowned, contemplating whether to decline.

But then, she remembered his words from last night... He had urged her not to step back...

Biting her lip, Rebecca placed her phone down without replying, quietly waiting.

After a while, another message came in.

Rebecca, I'm here. Come on down."

A flutter of nerves, Rebecca grabbed her backpack and headed out.

"Rebecca." Francis stood by the car, opening the passenger door for her with a gentle touch on the roof.

"Get in."

"Okay." Rebecca nodded, ducking into the car.

A wave of joy washed over Francis. Rebecca was still reserved, but at least, she wasn't retreating anymore.

They drove to the hospital.

As Rebecca had expected, in the middle of the day, the White family was absent, with only a nurse in charge of care.

The hospital room was quiet.

Although Galloway's condition had stabilized, due to a stroke, he wasn't very lucid and seemed confused.

Wearing an oxygen mask, he looked frail.

Rebecca pulled up a chair and sat by the bed.

Galloway was asleep, his mouth slightly open, his complexion unnaturally pale.

"Grandpa..."

voice broke as

her side, offering

hands, her eyes fixed on Galloway. "My grandpa... he's aged so

"Were you and Mr. White

"Yes."

busy with their careers and

she had grown into a young girl, their marriage had

saddened by this; her closest

distant from her grandfather. Upon returning to Sunhaven, she lived with

distanced herself

grandpa wants to see me... Maybe he

"No."

tightness in his chest,

Rebecca looked up

mean..." Francis said

raised you himself.

matter what

he won't reject you."

"Really?"

Rebecca was uncertain, half-believing.

"Mmm..."

the bed, Galloway made

Rebecca stood up in

to open his

"Grandpa!"

with nerves, "It's

the

a

to recognize it,

drooped. Content beel.ne

"It's... Rebecca."