Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1197

Without waiting for Rebecca White to answer, Eddy's eyes suddenly lit up as if a crazy thought had just struck him.

"Mr. Johnson's kid-is that with that... actress?"

He meant Caroline, of course.

Eddy didn't know Francis very well, but everyone in town knew Caroline. The rumors about her and Francis were as common as pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving.

As soon as he said it, Eddy looked even more uncomfortable.

"Rebecca..."

"No," Rebecca White shook her head, waving her hands to cut him off, "It's not like that. The kid-he's got nothing to do with Caroline."

"Not Caroline's?" Eddy's eyebrows knitted together, refusing to relax.

More questions tumbled out of him. "Then whose is it?"

He blinked in confusion. "Hasn't Mr. Johnson been with Caroline all these years? Does he have someone else? Another woman? The kid's not even that little!"

Panic rising, Eddy grabbed Rebecca White's wrist. "Rebecca, if Mr. Johnson's that much of a player... you still want to be with him? If he can do it, why can't I—?"

"Eddy!"

Rebecca White frowned, cutting him off sharply. He'd gone way over the line.

"Rebecca..."

not giving him the chance. The words exploded out of

"James is my son!"

froze, staring at her like she'd just

"What do you mean?"

you forget

"Ms. White!"

could finish, James barreled out from the house, his chubby arms

"Alright, alright."

smile as she bent down to inspect James' hands

clean! Good job,

on, time to head home.

"Yup!" James chirped.

didn't look back at Eddy as she walked away, chatting with James leaving Eddy standing. there first pale, then flushed, like he'd just

kid... she had a kid... so is

His mind was spinning.

his eyes, trying to piece everything together, but the more he

night,

tucked James into bed and waited until he

before

his door quietly.

driver, was waiting by the front door, ready

back to Rosewood Mansion.