Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1196

4:00 PM. Rebecca White clocked out early.

As soon as she stepped out of the office, David-the Johnson family's driver- was already parked at the curb, waiting for her.

"Ms. White, your ride's ready."

"Thanks, David."

Lately, David had been the one shuttling Rebecca around.

Today, just like most days, the car headed straight for James's elementary school. Francis had been swamped at work and usually went straight to the hospital afterwards, so if Rebecca had the time, she'd pick up James first, and the two of them would head back together to Whispering Pines Villas.

Rebecca found James waiting by the school gate, easy as pie.

"Ms. White!" James yelled, barreling into her arms and wrapping his little arms

around her neck. "Can we go out on a date today?"

Rebecca raised an eyebrow, amused. "A date, huh?”

"Yeah!" James nodded so hard his hair flopped. "It's Friday, so no school tomorrow! I can skip homework just this once... and I'll treat you to fried chicken and burgers, okay?"

Rebecca couldn't help laughing. So that's what this was about—the little guy was craving some fast food.

a kid like James, whose family chef whipped up healthy, balanced meals every day. Francis, ever the strict dad, would never let him near so-called

cupped her cheeks with his

over, then grinned.

on her cheek, then puffed

car, Rebecca told

"Sure thing."

out near the mall and headed straight for a fried chicken joint. Just the two of them, they ordered a family bucket, way more food than they

you eat!" James chirped, holding a French fry dripping with ketchup up

you, sir," she

the meal, James was covered

grabbing his hand and steering him towards the restrooms. She pointed at the

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"Got it!"

up with purpose. Rebecca watched him

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"Rebecca?"