Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1202

"I'm telling you, I'm done with this!"

Rebecca steeled herself, swung her legs off the bed, and stormed out of the

room.

"Rebecca White!"

Francis tried to go after her, but that kick she'd landed on him earlier... she hadn't exactly aimed for a safe spot.

The pain was blinding.

He had to catch his breath.

Once he'd recovered, he dashed out the door in pursuit.

Rebecca didn't have a car. She couldn't have gone far.

Francis jumped into his own, but by the time he made it outside, there was no trace of Rebecca anywhere.

She didn't own property in Sunhaven, and it was late. Where could she possibly go?

Only one place came to mind: Sherilyn Gomez's.

He spun the wheel and headed straight for Blue Haven.

On the way, he tried calling Rebecca, but she refused to answer. Frustrated, he tossed the phone aside and pressed harder on the gas.

When he arrived at Blue Haven, Sherilyn was in the living room, watching Gilbert Johnson take his medication.

"Francis?" she looked up, surprised.

stared at him. "What are

rubbed his brow, exhausted. "Rebecca-did she

you think that? Did

laugh. "We had

his face. "Do you have any idea where else she might

for a moment. "Maybe... could

Francis nodded, relief flooding his features. He shot

Thanks, Sherilyn. Sorry to

as he'd come, leaving only a rush of

back to Gilbert. "Well? Don't just

didn't wait for a response. Instead, she left the dining room and

the mug in his hands,

had been

wasn't exactly angry with him, but she kept her distance-never

her phone and sent

you and Francis have a fight? He just showed up at Blue Haven looking for

text, she waited a

bedroom door creaked open, and

She heard him come in, set her phone aside rolled over to

used to this by

the empty side of the bed, as always facing

to him, slender shoulders tense, and for the umpteenth time, he tried to

Just talk to me. Can we have

She didn't respond.

perfectly still, as if she hadn't heard a

sighed, not for the first time. "Alright

off the bedside lamp, plunging the

Sherilyn's

open, fixed thin