Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1126

The words seemed to be a concern for Rebecca White, but in reality, they were a subtle reminder to Francis of Rebecca's troubled past.

After speaking, Faustina and her daughter Selina exchanged a knowing glance.

In their minds, Mr. Johnson might not be aware of this situation.

If he knew, would he still be willing to associate with Rebecca White?

Such blatant attempts to sow discord, bringing up the unmentionable, instantly froze the atmosphere at the dinner table.

"Enough," Galloway frowned, clearly protective of his granddaughter.

He shot a displeased look at Faustina and her daughter, "Can't you keep your mouth shut while eating?"

Forcing a smile, he turned to Francis, "Mr. Johnson, try the fish... It's Rebecca's favorite. I hope you like it too?"

"Thank you, Grandpa," Francis acknowledged with a gentle smile, picking up on Faustina's earlier words. "Regarding the marriage..."

He glanced at Rebecca White, "I respect Rebecca's wishes. As long as she agrees, I'm ready whenever she is."

Galloway was taken aback and looked at Rebecca White.

soup, she

so careless?" Francis quickly offered her

few years older than Rebecca. At my age, I should have settled down already. But this is not something to rush; it needs Rebecca's

dry laugh, still processing the

a major life decision, can't be

furrowing his

bad experience. It's only natural for

Rebecca White, "I'm not

a clear message to Faustina and

he was

and not

of

accepted but understood it.

a defeated look and quietly continued eating, choosing not to

high spirits, "Mr. Johnson, don't be shy, eat... have some more."

to Galloway's room for

living room, Francis sat on the sofa, browsing through work files on

gesturing to the spot next to him, "May I sit

thought it would be

shook his head indifferently, without offering any further explanation, and continued to focus