Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1148

"Eh?"

James puffed up his cheeks, looking a bit defiant. "Dad, you're so bossy! Can't I even be sad? I'm gonna miss Jenna, you know."

Francis chuckled softly, "Alright, alright. But if you keep sulking like that, Ms. White might think you're not happy to see her."

"Ms. White?"

James's eyes lit up with excitement, his mood instantly lifted. "Where is she?"

As they spoke, the car rolled up to the grand entrance of the Johnson Mansion.

"Over there," Francis pointed toward the main house. "She's waiting for you inside."

"Really?" James asked, a mix of skepticism and hope in his voice.

"You'll see for yourself soon enough."

The car came to a halt in front of the mansion. Francis scooped James up and stepped out. The moment they did, the grand doors swung open from the inside.

Rebecca White stood there, her eyes scanning eagerly until they landed on the father and son. Her face broke into a warm smile.

"Ms. White!" James wriggled free from Francis's arms and dashed toward her.

"James!" Rebecca bent down, catching him in a snug embrace.

"I missed you, Ms. White," he declared earnestly, despite having seen her just yesterday.

"Did you now?" Rebecca chuckled, her eyes twinkling. "Well, I've missed you too, James."

Looking up, she met Francis's gaze. Though he appeared a bit weary, his eyes still sparkled with warmth.

"I'm back," he said softly, his voice a soothing balm.

Rebecca nodded, "It's been a long journey, hasn't it? You must be tired. Let's get some dinner on the table, and then you can rest."

With that, she guided James inside, Francis following with a content smile.

Earlier at Blue Haven, his brother had mentioned something about his good days being just around the corner. And here they were, right before his eyes.