Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

On their wedding night... the man...

Rebecca White's muscles tensed, her gaze fixed unblinkingly on him.

Francis met her stare, his eyes slender and half-closed, he spoke clearly and slowly.

"I am... that man."

"!!"

Rebecca White's mouth fell open, shock exploding in her eyes!

She abruptly closed her eyes!

Flashes of that night burst into her mind... the dark room, the scorching heat, two people entangled...

"Rebecca."

Francis took her hand, "I'm sorry... from now on, I'll take good care of you, and James. We'll live well together, as a family."

"?"

Rebecca White frowned and opened her eyes, a layer of mist clouding her gaze, struggling to believe.

"You're lying to me, right?"

"No..." Francis tightened his grip on her hand, his gaze growing even more determined.

"Rebecca, it's me."

A second, two seconds.

Rebecca White's lips parted slightly, her hands trembling uncontrollably in his grip, suddenly breaking free from Francis. "Don't touch me!"

"Rebecca?" Francis was startled.

Rebecca White's gaze was a mix of crying and laughing, filled with fear and hatred.

"You ruined my life! And now you apologize? Talking about living well...?"

What a ridiculous and absurd thing to say!

"Get out!"

Rebecca White sprung up, pushing the man forcefully, her eyes reddened, "Get out!"

However, Francis stood his ground, immovable.

She couldn't shake him in the slightest!

"Rebecca!"

Francis took the opportunity to pull her into his arms. "I know this is all so sudden for you..."

"Ah..."

Rebecca White grew more agitated, struggling in his embrace, her voice breaking, "Let go of me! Let me go!"

Her eyes glared at Francis, unblinking, biting her lower lip so hard it was almost bleeding!

"Alright..."

Francis compromised, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"I'll let go! I won't touch you, just calm down..."

Slowly, he released his hands.

Rebecca White stared at him

drooped... and she collet

blankly, then suddenly, her

eyelids

towards him!

"Rebecca!"

Francis's hands, just withdrawn, aught her, his arms

ught her, his arms

out to lift her onto the bed.

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...

Blue Haven.

In the diner, Sherilyn watched Gilbert take his medicine.

Gilbert had come home early today, spending the night with Jenna.

Taking the medicine bowl, he smiled like a child seeking praise, "Was I good today?"

Sherilyn suppressed a laugh, nodding, "Yeah, good... now drink up."

"Okay."

Just as he lifted the bowl, Sherilyn's phone rang.

"Hello?" Sherilyn answered, puzzled, "Big brother?"

"Sherilyn... sorry to bother you so late..."

"It's okay, big brother... what's up?"

Sherilyn held the phone, her expression growing serious, "Alright, I'll be right there!"

Putting down the phone, Gilbert had finished his medicine. "Big brother needed something?"

"I have to go out!"

Naturally, Gilbert followed her.

...

They rushed to the Johnson Group employee dormitory.

"Big brother!"

Sherilyn and Gilbert arrived, one

after the other, with Francis wait

at

the door, not entering.

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"You're here."

"What's going on?"

Sherilyn only knew Rebecca White had fainted from agitation, but the specifics were unclear.

"How could someone just faint all of a sudden?"