Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 713

Chapter 713

The touch was soft and delicate, like touching velvet.

It was irresistibly inviting, like a ripe peach begging to be plucked.

This unfamiliar sensory overload sent shivers down Francis's spine, causing a momentary blank in his thoughts. Yet, his body reacted before his mind could catch up.

He found himself holding Rebecca White, gently placing her on the couch, his fingers lightly grazing her chin as he captured those tempting lips...

His eyes widened in surprise.

Her lips were not just soft; they were refreshingly sweet!

Suddenly, memories of a night many years ago flooded back to him... He had kissed her before...

"Mmm..."

The person in his arms suddenly frowned, murmuring uncomfortably.

Caught off guard, Francis quickly let her go, touching her face with concern, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Rebecca frowned, her lips pursing, "Eddy..."

Francis froze, his eyes void of any emotion. Was she calling for Eddy? Even drunk, she still remembered that husband of hers?

A wave of irritation surged through him. Did she think it was Eddy who had kissed her?

his grip, he stood up

Rebecca on the couch mumbled again,

saying so, she wrapped her

started to flow as

closely, a slight vibration in his heart, his lips

had been

still pine for a husband like that? Obviously, she'd do anything

bent down, lifting her into his

come near you ever again." Rebecca

out a soft sigh, kissing

lips met in

person in his arms calmed down,

Gilbert arrived early

off late last night after her shoot and

who opened the door for

a bag from

and

beloved crab benedict."

said with

up?" Gilbert looked

she's in the

finish, Sherilyn came out, giving him a brief look,

has a hospital appointment

shifted slightly, remembering

perfect time for us to