Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1177

"How ridiculous!"

Caroline suddenly burst out laughing, but there was nothing warm about it-her voice dripped with sarcasm.

"So, let me get this straight: On her wedding night, Rebecca White didn't bother staying with her new husband, let him do God-knows-what, and then had the nerve to sneak into your bed?"

"No," Francis cut in, shaking his head with a deep frown. "That's not what happened."

He let out a long breath, his tone low and heavy. "That night, someone drugged me... She didn't do this on purpose. It was me. I was the one who pulled her in."

He swallowed hard, struggling to get the words out. "She just... walked into the wrong room."

Caroline stared at him, stunned.

The truth hit her like a punch to the gut, leaving her reeling.

She remembered things he'd said before her lips trembled as she whispered, "So that night, you were... And the child you and Rebecca White had... That's how it happened?"

"Yeah." Francis nodded.

Caroline let out a bitter, shaky laugh, her face twisted with pain and disbelief. "So, all this time, you didn't actually lie to me? You didn't cheat on me? You and Rebecca White—it was just a stupid accident? There was nothing going on between you two?"

his brow furrowed. "That's right. Back then, it really was just

But now...

"Francis!"

grabbed his hand, looking up at him, desperate hope shining

it off with her! Do it! Right now! You were always meant to be

grave. He shook his head,

him before, he would've

else

done anything for her,

But now...

repeated, her voice barely audible, as a cold wave of dread

you. Her lips

tried to speak, barely daring to finish the thought. "Don't tell

said, "Rebecca and I...

like this,

a

eyes shut, but it was useless-tears spilled over, streaming down

"Caroline..."

tight. "Don't you get it? This is all part of their little plan!