Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1129

"Let's just end this nightmare sooner rather than later!"

Rebecca White wasn't about to be foolish enough to endure years of torment like before.

With a deep breath, she threw off the covers and got out of bed.

...

Outside The Cozy Corner.

Francis stepped out of the car to find Selina already waiting at the entrance.

"Mr. Johnson," Selina said, her face lighting up with a shy smile.

"You're here?" Francis replied with a gentle smile. "Sorry, I should've picked you up."

"It's alright..."

Selina shook her head, still smiling. "I wasn't doing much at home anyway. You're busy enough without running around for me. Besides..."

Selina's eyes gleamed with a hint of pride. "Why here, though? This place is so pricey."

The Cozy Corner was the fanciest restaurant in Sunhaven. Selina had never been, but she'd heard that even the cheapest wine there cost a small fortune.

"It’s nothing," Francis replied, shrugging it off. "Having dinner with you deserves something special. This place seemed just right."

"Well... okay." Selina couldn't help but let her lips curl upwards.

Was he saying she was important to him?

Oh, Rebecca White, take a look at this! The man who kept promising you marriage? With a mere beckon of my finger, he's mine.

"Mr. Johnson," Selina said, pressing her lips together, "shall we go in?"

"Of course." Francis stepped aside, gesturing for her to lead the way. "Ladies first."

...

As they turned to enter, a taxi pulled up, and Rebecca White stepped out, her gaze locked onto their retreating figures.

Rebecca stood there, a sardonic smile playing on her lips, before she moved to follow them.

"Ms. White."

Out of nowhere, a figure stepped in front of her, blocking her path.

"Sawyer?"

Rebecca halted, recognizing him instantly. He was practically Francis's shadow, so seeing him here wasn't surprising. That he'd stop her was even less so.

"Really now." Rebecca let out a soft, cold laugh and shook her head, glancing inside.

Sawyer then took out his phone and called Francis.

"Mr. Francis, Ms. White is here!"

"Alright, got it."

The call ended.

Rebecca found herself under watch, unable to move. "Sawyer, what on earth are you trying to do?"

"Ms. White, please wait. Mr. Francis is on his way out now!"

No sooner had he spoken than Francis appeared, striding purposefully towards Rebecca, looking anything but flustered. In fact, there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Rebecca!"

Rebecca was taken aback. Was he... happy?

"Rebecca!" Francis reached her swiftly, grasping her hand. "You came?"

Rebecca was startled, trying to pull her hand back. "Let go of me!"

"No."

Francis's smile broadened as he looked down at her.