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 some

within, grasped it firmly, and twisted it open, immediately filling the

might

pursed her lips and nodded

spatula from the box, scooped some ointment from the bottle, and gently applied it to the

"Ah!"

couldn't hold back a

on her skin felt like a mix

her leg away, but Francis firmly held

""Don't move!"

his voice low and reproachful, "Didn't I

"..." Rebecca was stunned.

that, but how could

""Oh."

bit down on her lip, enduring

so pitiful, Francis felt a pang of guilt, realizing

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

time, Francis,

the medicine, he covered the ointment with

swn y

properly done, he reassured her, "All

Rebecca murmured her thanks, gently moving her leg away

indeed, the

sensation, a cool relief spread through

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