Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 712

Chapter 712

Francis handed her the glass, "Here, take a sip. You'll feel better."

"Oh, okay..."

Rebecca White, still in shock, nodded mechanically and took the glass, sipping it gently.

After a taste, she frowned slightly.

"It's quite strong."

"Yeah," Francis nodded. "It's a bit stronger than red wine..."

He was worried Rebecca might not be used to it. "Don't like it? You don't have to drink if you don't want to..."

"It's fine," Rebecca shook her head, still holding the glass, "I can handle it."

Mainly because, after a few sips, she felt her shaking had subsided somewhat.

Francis looked at her, relieved, "Then take a few more sips, but don't force yourself if you don't want to."

"Okay."

He figured, since Rebecca had grown up drinking red wine, a glass of whiskey shouldn't be an issue.

Just then, his phone rang-it was Sawyer calling.

I need to take this

stepped aside to answer the

"Yeah, got it..."

things to discuss, Francis listened and made

"Let's go with that."

returned to find Rebecca slumped on the

"Rebecca?"

crouched in front of her, gently tapping her

Rebecca didn't respond.

we go to bed? Shall I help

Still no response.

carry you

about to stand up, the person in his arms 'opened' her eyes. She

"Hehe..."

when didd say I was sleeping? It's my birthday, can't sleep without blowing out candles and singing

seemed a

were hazy, clearly

smiled lightly,

"You're drunk!"

retorted, pouting unhappily, "I'm perfectly

Francis's grip, "Don't believe me? I'll walk in

Rebecca was

to walking in a

"Oops!"

jumped up on the couch, clapping her

Sht?"