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

might be blind, but

"My bad."

agreed and raised his glass, gently clinking

"Happy Birthday."

a moment, her voice slightly

glass, she took a sip and

Francis

head, "This taste, is

she tasted, "The

nodded, a bit surprised, "You can tell? Are you a

"Not really."

"I grew up abroad with my mom. She later married a foreigner, my

a

younger, I didn't know any better and drank wine like it

a shadow fell over Francis's dignified

been brought up in luxury, her life should have been smooth and peaceful

meeting him... Content before?net

suffered in

serving her

me know what you like, and I'll get you

"Okay."

spoon,

smile, "Save some