Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn suddenly froze again.

She had to keep her cool. She wasn't sure about him yet.

And then there was the matter with Francis and Caroline. It was clear there were issues between them.

That incident from years ago wasn't simple.

Four years had passed. Did she really want to get involved in the Johnson family drama again?

Sherilyn's mind was a mess. "Just drive, keep your eyes on the road."

...

Tonight, the Johnson Mansion was unusually lively.

Caroline had been discharged from the hospital. Her leg injuries had healed enough to stop treatment, and she was now recuperating at home.

Dressed in jeans, avoiding strenuous activities, you could hardly tell she had been injured.

Adding to the cheer, Gilbert brought Sherilyn along, and Sylvia Johnson couldn't stop smiling.

"It's rare for us all to be together, let's enjoy a family dinner."

The dinner went rather smoothly.

Afterwards, Sherilyn and Gilbert took some fruit, planning to head to the living room.

But they hadn't expected the living room to be in the midst of a heated argument.

"Francis! Explain yourself!" That was Caroline.

Her voice was sharp, filled with accusation and a hint of vulnerability.

Gilbert frowned immediately. "What are they arguing about now?"

Sherilyn glanced at him, asking, "Has she been arguing with Francis often?"

"Yes." Gilbert nodded, not hiding anything. "I don't know what's been going on. Ever since my brother woke up, they've been arguing a lot." They both entered the living room.

"Francis." Sylvia was visibly distressed, addressing her grandson, "Caroline is asking you something. Say something, will you?" "Grandma."

Francis glanced at Sylvia and then at Caroline. "What do you want me to explain? I just bought a new property. What's the issue?"

"No issue? Caroline scoffed, "Then© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

tell me, why on earth would you buy a property at Rosewood Mansion? It's not a new development, and it's not being demolished. You'r@telling me there's no issue?"

Her suspicion seemed reasonable.

But Francis coolly countered her, "So, what do you think the problem is? You think I'm hiding someone at Rosewood Mansion?"

Caroline was at a loss for words.

Sylvia understood, "Caroline, you can't be paranoid over every little thing. This is not how a relationship works."

"Grandma."

Caroline struggled to explain, but her intuition screamed at her, "There's something off. He's definitely hiding something!" Francis hadn't expected the Rosewood Mansion purchase to come to Caroline's attention.

Sawyer was usually reliable, but it seemed Caroline's influence within the Johnson family had grown over the years.

"You're asking me this...?" Caroline was taken aback, her gaze softening before she boldly declared, "Marry me!" The room fell silent. Everyone's eyes were on her.

Caroline took a deep breath, firm and decisive, "Francis, do you dare? Let's get married, right away!"

But Francis didn't respond. He frowned, glanced at Gilbert, then at Sherilyn, struggling to find an answer.