Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1002

And, according to Gilbert, he assumed Francis was already in the loop, so he just skimmed over it with a few words...

Caroline eyed him cautiously, hesitating before speaking up, “Aren’t you going to ask me… what exactly happened?”

About her being pregnant!

Francis looked at her troubled expression, speaking calmly and slowly, “I thought you wouldn’t want to bring it up again.”

“What?”

What kind of response was that?

Something like this happened, and he’s not asking because she might not want to talk about it?

No… Caroline’s brows furrowed deeper. Why was he so calm? Too calm!

“Is it possible?”

A chill ran down Caroline’s spine as she speculated, “Did you already know?”

“…” Francis remained silent, offering no denial.

“I knew it!”

Caroline’s face stiffened as she forced a laugh, “You knew all along?”

Her voice dropped, “When? When did you find out?”

“Caroline…” Francis slightly closed his eyes, “It’s in the past now…”

He didn’t want to talk about it?

“Speak up!” But Caroline wasn’t backing down, “I’m asking you! Answer me!”

She was getting worked up again.

“Alright.”

Francis sighed resignedly, speaking gravely, “Once, you had a fight with Sherilyn, and you got hurt... I visited you at the hospital, and the doctor told me you had a miscarriage.”

That time?

Caroline remembered.

She did have a fight with Sherilyn Gomez, but actually, it was Rebecca White who caused her injury.

Timing it, Caroline realized, “That early?”

“Yeah.” Francis nodded, it had been a while.

“Ha, hahaha…”

Caroline suddenly laughed, looking at him, “That incident, what else do you know about it?”

“Only that much.” Francis shook his head lightly, “Nothing more.”

“Oh.”

Caroline leaned back, feeling a sense of defeat.

Then, looking straight at him, she spoke slowly and clearly.

“You really are rational, terrifyingly rational! You say you’ll take care of me, and that’s all you do. Even the fact I was pregnant with someone else’s child doesn’t bother you…”

She took a deep breath, her gaze almost sorrowful.

“Francis, we’ve been together for over a decade, you’ve never loved me… not once!”

Her eyes shut tightly, as tears streamed down her face.

“Caroline.”

Francis reached for a tissue, handing it to her, “I’ll help you this time, but from now on, live well... Gilbert and I have our own lives now, and you need to adapt to a life without us. Don’t miss out on your own life.”