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?

he

was about to leave, Rebecca on the

wrapped her

to flow as she sobbed, "Go

vibration in

had been too

a husband like that? Obviously,

lifting

he won't be able to come near you ever again." Rebecca was already asleep, unable to

out a soft sigh,

in a

calmed down,

next day, Gilbert arrived early

Sherilyn off late last night after her shoot and hadn't had a chance

was Sophia who opened

her a bag from 'The Velvet Fork", "Got

and

beloved crab benedict."

Sophia said with

up?" Gilbert

got up, she's in the bathroom, there

came out, giving

a hospital

expression shifted slightly,

time for