Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"What?"

The room fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Rebecca White was just as shocked, her eyes as wide as saucers, her brow furrowed, biting her lip as she slowly shook her head at him. "What are you talking about..."

She glanced anxiously at Galloway. "Grandpa, this isn't..."

But Galloway wasn't looking at her. His gaze was fixed intently on Francis.

His old eyes, usually clouded with age, were suddenly sharp and clear.

He asked, "Did you say you're Rebecca's boyfriend?"

"Yes." Francis nodded, bowing slightly. "Grandpa."

He was quick to call him that.noveldrama

"Mr. Johnson, no need to rush..." Galloway waved him off, refusing the gesture. "But, I haven't heard a word about you from Rebecca." Francis wasn't upset, just smiled calmly.

"I suppose Rebecca hasn't had the chance. We've only been together for a couple of days. But..."

He continued, "I have visited you before, Grandpa. Do you remember?"

"Did you?" Galloway frowned, struggling to recall.

"Yes, it was the day..."

Francis reminded him, "You were moved from the ICU back to the ward. Rebecca and I came together. You even held my hand and told me to take good care of Rebecca. Does that ring a bell?"

That day...?

Galloway did remember.

But he thought the person was Eddy.

"So it was..." Galloway murmured, "It was you that day?"

"Yes, it was me." Francis smiled and nodded.

"I see..." Galloway mumbled.

With that, he pretty much believed Francis. After all, someone who stayed with his granddaughter during such a critical time couldn't be just anybody. Meanwhile, Kearney and Faustina snapped out of their stunned silence.

"Boyfriend?"

Kearney frowned, clearly not recognizing Francis's claim.

"And who might you be, Mr. Johnson? You can't just say things like that. Our Rebecca has a husband!"

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Francis ignored him and glanced at Rebecca White, seeking confirmation. "And this is...?"

"I'm her father!"

Kearney snapped before Rebecca White could respond, his tone filled with irritation. "Oh..."

Francis smirked slightly, maintaining a calm demeanor. "So you're Rebecca's father. Strange, she never mentioned it. My apologies for the oversight. But being her father, you

should know she's divorced, right?"

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A precise retort, his demeanor was confident and unyielding, a stark contrast to the respect he'd shown Galloway.

Kearney was momentarily

speechless, shooting a glare at Rebecca White. "This is the boyfriend

you chose? Just a vel

as you..."

Before he could finish, Faustina tugged his arm.

"What now?" Kearney snapped, still seething.

"Look..." Faustina shot him a glance, nodding discreetly towards Francis.

In a hushed voice, she said, "Did he just say his name is Francis?"

"Seems like it." Kearney frowned, puzzled. "Why?"

"Well..."

Faustina was starting to look a bit flustered. Being a woman, she had a knack for gossip and an instinct for these things. Francis was a name she had definitely heard before.

She leaned closer to Kearney, whispering, "Isn't the CEO of the Johnson Group named Francis too? Look at him..." She pointed subtly at Francis.

"The way he's dressed, everything about him

something just anyone possesse

presence he has... that's not

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Could he be...?"

Kearney raised his eyebrows, looking at Francis in surprise.

No way.

The CEO of the Johnson Group, interested in Rebecca White... a woman with a murky past and a previous marriage?