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

"Rebecca-did she come

replied, genuinely confused. "Why would you think that?

hadn't come here. Francis gave a weary laugh. "We had a bit of a misunderstanding, that's

"Do you have any

a moment. "Maybe... could she have gone to

relief flooding his features. He shot Sherilyn a

Sherilyn. Sorry

gone as quickly as he'd come, leaving only

Gilbert. "Well? Don't just

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

mug in

been

angry with him, but she kept her distance-never warm,

took out her phone and sent a

are you? Did you and Francis have a fight? He just showed up

the text, she waited a

door creaked

her phone aside rolled over to face the wall, pulled the blanket up

to

empty side of the bed, as always

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

to me. Can we have a

She didn't respond.

as if she hadn't heard

sighed, not for the first time.

reached over and switched off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into

Sherilyn's

open, fixed thin sliver of light sneaking