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.

peered over, noticing it seemed

bottle from within, grasped it firmly, and twisted it

he cautioned, "This might sting a

lips

a spatula from the box, scooped some ointment from the bottle, and gently applied it to the swollen area of Rebecca's ankle. One

"Ah!"

couldn't hold back a cry of

ointment on her skin felt like a

she tried to pull her leg away, but Francis firmly

""Don't move!"

"Didn't I tell you to bear with

"..." Rebecca was stunned.

but how could

""Oh."

lip, enduring the pain with eyes brimming with tears, misty and

felt a pang of guilt, realizing he had been

painful, but it's

Francis, learning

her from moving. After applying the medicine, he covered the ointment with

swn y

ensuring everything was properly done, he

you," Rebecca murmured her thanks, gently moving her

the ointment

a cool relief spread

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