Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1056

"Rebecca."

Francis couldn't help but soften his tone. "James misses you. He's been asking about you, Ms. White. You care about him, don't you?"

Rebecca White parted her lips slightly, unable to muster a rebuttal.

Francis pressed on, "The one who messed up is me, I'm the jerk... but James is innocent in all of this."

"I woke up a year ago and found him at the orphanage," he explained. "The director said he's been adopted twice and returned both times... James is four now. Before he turned three, his life was nothing but instability. No one loved him..." Rebecca White closed her eyes tightly, tears brimming, wetting her lashes.

Francis gently held her wrist, trying to guide her toward the car. "Come back with me. James is waiting for you."

This time, Rebecca White didn't resist. James was the softest spot in her heart, and just the thought of him could easily bring her to her knees.

Silently, she followed Francis into the car and they headed to the Johnson Mansion.

As soon as they entered the foyer, they heard James' sweet, childish voice.

"Is it Ms. White?"

it is," answered the

exclaimed as he ran toward the door, and

"Careful!"

beat, and

little boy's impact was stronger than she expected, and she almost lost her balance. Fortunately, Francis was right behind her, steadying

arms, James' big eyes

again filled Rebecca White's heart with

aggrieved, "You haven't been here

Francis, nestled into her embrace, and softly complained, "Dad's been so strict. He doesn't help with my homework and

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gentle kiss on James' chubby cheek. "Ms. White wasn't feeling well the

wasn't exactly a

White was sick?" James looked up, his small brows knit in concern. "Did you take

him with a smile, carrying

close together, mother and son whispered to each other, leaving Francis

...

James' room at

Francis was