Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 941

Chapter 941

"Ouch!"

In an instant, Rebecca White's cheeks blushed a deep crimson, embarrassment washing over her as she struggled to pull away. "Mr. Johnson..." "Stay still!"

Francis furrowed his brow, his tone a bit stern.

"You and James, acting like kids. Do I need to coddle you too?"

"..." Rebecca White was at a loss for words. What kind of question was that? But his words had the effect of making her stop struggling.

With the light aiding his vision, Francis carefully examined her ankle.

His expression grew even more somber.

Her usually slender and pale ankle was now alarmingly swollen, radiating heat and reddened.

He glanced up at her with a reproachful look, "Why did you lie when I asked you earlier?"

"..." Rebecca found herself speechless. How was she supposed to respond?

"Sigh..."

Francis let out a soft sigh, shaking his head in resignation.

He reached for a small box on the table and opened it.

seemed to contain

firmly, and twisted it

up at her, he cautioned, "This might sting a bit. Try to

her lips and

took out a spatula from the box, scooped some ointment from the bottle, and gently applied it to the swollen area

"Ah!"

back a

her skin felt like a mix of needle

her leg away, but Francis firmly

""Don't move!"

his voice low and reproachful, "Didn't I tell you to bear

"..." Rebecca was stunned.

that, but how

""Oh."

fault, Rebecca bit down on her lip, enduring

her look so pitiful, Francis felt a pang of

harsh. The medicine is painful, but it's effective. Just hang

time, Francis,

her calf to keep her from moving. After applying the medicine,

swn y

done,

her thanks, gently moving

indeed, the

burning sensation, a cool relief spread through

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