Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"Yeah, I saw that."

Sherilyn pulled out a tissue, wiping away Jenna's sweat-soaked brow, and with a smile, she playfully pinched her little nose. "You did great, Jenna!" "Hi, Auntie."

Dawn, another little friend, hopped off the swing and stood properly in front of Sherilyn. "I also pushed the swing for Jenna. I didn't bully her." Sherilyn's eyes were soft and tender as she patted Dawn's head. "Auntie knows. Jenna told me all about it. Dawn, you're her best friend." "Giggle. Jenna is my best friend too!"

Blushing, Dawn took Jenna's hand. "Jenna, let's go play some more!"

"Sure!" Jenna waved at her mom. "Mommy, wait for me!"

"Okay, off you go." Sherilyn smiled, suppressing the bitterness in her heart.

No matter how tough life got, she wouldn't let her daughter see a hint of it. By being brave and strong herself, her daughter could face the world with a smile.

Emerald Estates.

Rebecca fished out her keys and unlocked the door.

"Ms. White, you're back!" The housekeeper hurried over to greet her, gently supporting her arm and whispering, "Ms. White, your husband, he..." "He's back?"

Before the housekeeper could finish, Rebecca heard Eddy's voice, making her shudder. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, come on." Eddy chuckled. "I'm your husband. Do I need a reason to see my wife?"

He moved closer, stepping from the couch to stand right before Rebecca. "Rebecca, I was wrong last time. I'm here to apologize. Let's go back home, okay?"

"No, not okay!" Without a second thought, Rebecca shook her head in refusal.

"Rebecca," Eddy said, frowning. "I really see where I went wrong. Forgive me this time, and I promise it won't happen again. Can you trust me?" Trust him? Rebecca scoffed silently.

These words, she had heard them too many times over the years, her ears could almost form calluses!

At first, when he apologized, she naively believed him! But what was the result?

After apologizing, he would go out to find other women, returning only to hit her!

Year after year, it was the same cycle!

Rebecca looked at him, challenging, "Eddy, do you even believe the nonsense you're spouting?"

"Nonsense?"

Eddy's eyes darkened, containing displeasure. "I know you're still

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angry won't argue with you... but today, you have to come back home me!"

Wit

He reached out, grabbing Rebecca's wrist. "Let's go!"

"Ah!" Rebecca exclaimed in shock. "I won't go! Nowhere!"

"Sir, please let go!" The housekeeper, frightened, blocked the door. "Even if she's your wife, you can't force her if she's unwilling!"

"Oh."

Eddy glanced at the housekeeper disdainfully. "Rebecca, you can afford a maid now? Where did you get the money?"

Thinking about the person who took her away last time, Eddy clenched his teeth in hatred. He was here for that very reason today.

"Rebecca, are you being kept by

someone? Tell me! Who's the man keeping you, openly cuckolding me? Today, whether you want to or not, you're leaving!"

With force, he dragged Rebecca towards the door.

"No!"

"Ms. White!"

Suddenly, the housekeeper shouted, "Mr. Francis, she is here!"

Francis, clutching his cane, hurried forward. From a distance, he saw Rebecca being dragged by Eddy. Her pale face turned red with tears, a picture of despair and fear