Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1073

Rebecca White frowned instantly. Was Francis really waiting at the company just to confront her?

"Ms. White."

Sawyer walked up to her, slightly bowing his head. "Mr. Francis would like you to join him in the car. He has some things to discuss."

Rebecca was puzzled. What more was there to say between them?

But with Sawyer standing in her way, refusing wasn't an option.

She nodded, "Alright."

Crossing the street, she climbed into the car.

Inside, even the driver had stepped out to give them privacy.

Rebecca sat with her back straight, not even glancing at Francis. "What do you want to say? Go ahead."

Francis let out a barely audible chuckle, "You turned me down before, claiming my feelings were just 'admiration by association.' Was that just an excuse?" What?

Rebecca looked at him, bewildered. "I don't understand. What are you getting at?"

"Don't understand?"

Francis's usually composed face was clouded with something dark.

of unease; she'd never seen this side of him

it

his face cast in shadow, a sharpness to his brow, his lips

Eddy, didn't you? What is it? Regret?

voice was calm, yet carried an inexplicable

comprehend his train of thought. She shook her head in denial, "I

"Is that so?"

rising and falling slightly. "Then what were you doing earlier? Buying him medicine? Worried about him? Sitting with him in the car?" So, he knew

he was following her the

anger flared up, glaring at him. "Francis, are you following me? What gives you

ve

tone was edged with irritation, "You really are quick to forget the past! And

"I..."

felt a lump in her throat.

wasn't anything to

she lifted her chin defiantly, "That's my

you have no

life choices!"

her hand on the car door, "Is that all you wanted to say? Because I'm leaving!" "Rebecca

dark and intense, each

again!

"What?"

thought she