Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The scene had everyone frozen in place, exchanging bewildered glances, enveloped in a heavy silence.

Mr. Francis actually jumped in himself?

Drenched from head to toe, Francis managed to get Rebecca to the shore, where the security staff quickly pulled them to safety. "Cough, cough, cough..."

Choking and sputtering, Rebecca turned her head to spit out the lake water she'd swallowed.

A nurse hurried over, offering a helping hand, "Ms. White, come on, you need to get into a hot bath right away!"

"Mm..."

Rebecca nodded in agreement, but her legs gave out, and she slumped back down.

She was clearly shaken, her legs still too weak to stand.

"I've got her." The security guard approached, extending his arms towards Rebecca.

"Hold on! I'll do it!"

With a frown, Francis stepped in front of the guard, blocking him.

The guard paused, stepping back silently as the nurse also made way.

Francis leaned down, slipped his arms beneath Rebecca, and lifted her in a smooth, horizontal carry.

Rebecca's eyes widened as she was enveloped by a strong yet unfamiliar presence.

This person...

Though she couldn't see him, she knew he was the one who had saved her.

to place her hands and, looking earnestly into Francis' eyes, she

his voice was

Francis swiftly carried her back

a hot bath, pointing towards the

"Okay."

into the bathroom, then turned

finished

come and gone, having checked her

some warm tea, which

tell

shaking her head

thought... I thought I heard

was taken aback, "Why would you go looking for a

confused, "I don't know... Why

out,

Ovelod

"Just drink some warm tea.

"Mm."

before asking, "Do you

the nurse replied.

Rebecca blinked in surprise. "Someone moved in next

couple

mused that this neighbor must be quite the introvert, preferring solitude

the chill, Francis

"Mr. Francis."

with Rebecca in detail. "That's about

"Understood."