Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1304

Sherilyn blinked in surprise but quickly recovered. "Did Francis propose?"

"It wasn't exactly a formal proposal."

Rebecca shook her head, suddenly offering Sherilyn a small smile. "He told me Sylvia gave us her blessing, and that we have you to thank for it. You were the one who convinced her."

"Oh, that..."

Sherilyn smiled and waved it off.

"Not entirely. Your grandmother did call me over to ask a few questions, but honestly, I think she had already made up her mind. She just needed a little extra push to finalize her decision."

"Regardless, I still need to thank you," Rebecca said earnestly.

"Hmm?" Sherilyn raised an eyebrow, deciding to voice her confusion. "Then why do you look like you're dreading it?"

It seemed Rebecca truly didn't know about Caroline's diagnosis yet...

Or perhaps, Caroline's condition wasn't as severe as it sounded?

After all, she had only heard the vague details that day and didn't know the full medical update.

"I wouldn't say I'm dreading it."

Rebecca thought it over. "I'm just... feeling a little lost. I can hardly believe that I'm actually... doing this again."

She reached out, grasping Sherilyn's hand.

"Do you think... my marriage will actually be happy this time?"

Sherilyn looked at her, seeing the raw vulnerability and fear in her eyes.

She was traumatized. Her previous marriage had left behind deep, unhealed scars.

"It will be."

Sherilyn couldn't guarantee the future, but she offered the words as a heartfelt blessing.

"Francis worked incredibly hard to get you back. He's going to treat you right."

"Will he?"

Rebecca frowned, the uncertainty in her eyes refusing to fade.

She let out a long sigh. "I sure hope so."

Pulling out her phone, she unlocked it, opened a folder, and leaned closer to Sherilyn. "Take a look at this. What do you think?"

"Let's see. What is it?"

The two of them huddled over the screen.

It was a sketch.

Sherilyn had enough experience with tailoring to recognize it instantly—it was a design for a wedding dress.

"A wedding dress?"

As Sherilyn offered her feedback, she silently prayed to herself: Please, let Caroline stay out of trouble this time.

She had endured so much hardship, and she didn't want her friend to be dragged through hell all over again.

Hadn't Rebecca suffered enough?

Just like her, Rebecca had barely tasted a single day of true peace over the past few years.

She genuinely hoped that the storm had passed and brighter days were finally ahead.

...

The new drama premiered on schedule, and the initial ratings were phenomenal.

Within forty-two hours of its release, its popularity scores broke records.

Sherilyn saw the celebratory announcement Director Blake posted in the group chat.

Moments later, Blake was calling her directly.

"Sherilyn! Fantastic news!"

"I saw," Sherilyn agreed with a laugh. "It really is incredible."

"That's not even the half of it."

Blake was practically buzzing with excitement. "When are you free over the next couple of days? I'm taking you to meet someone."