Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 710

Chapter 710

Before she could protest, Francis said, "Jane is busy, I'll take you there." "Oh..."

Rebecca White nodded, allowing him to lead her into the dining room.

She couldn't see, but she could feel Francis, carefully guiding and pulling out a chair for her, then helping her to sit down. "There, you can sit now."

"Thanks," she replied with a nod.

The caregiver gave Francis a smile, stepped back silently, and left the room, leaving just the two of them.

The room wasn't brightly lit, only the wall lights of the dining area were on.

On the oak dining table, a candlestick was lit, creating a cozy atmosphere.

To accommodate Rebecca White, Francis pulled up a chair and sat beside her. The candlelight cast a soft glow on her face.

Francis unconsciously swallowed and picked up the decanter from the table, pouring two glasses of red wine.

"What's this?" Rebecca asked, sensing the aroma, "Red wine?"

"Yes," Francis nodded, "It's your birthday, let's drink to that."

"Sure."

He took her hand and handed

chuckled, "You're fussier than Jane. I might be blind, but I can hold

"My bad."

raised his glass, gently clinking

"Happy Birthday."

for a moment, her voice

she took a sip

about it?" Francis frowned,

her head,

tasted, "The

"You

"Not really."

laughed, "I grew up abroad with my mom. She later married a foreigner, my stepfather owns a vineyard, and we had a private winery

a bit

didn't know any better and drank wine like it was water. So, I guess I know a

her bright smile, a shadow

in luxury, her

meeting him... Content before?net

suffered

his glass, Francis started serving her food, cutting the meat

slowly. Let me know what you like, and

"Okay."

the spoon, eating in

appetite, Francis couldn't help but smile, "Save some room, there's still a