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.

twinge of unease; she'd never seen

spell it

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

of Eddy, didn't you? What is it? Regret? Planning to get back together with

voice was calm, yet

train of thought. She shook her head in denial, "I never thought

"Is that so?"

faintly, his chest rising and falling slightly. "Then what were you doing earlier? Buying him medicine? Worried about him?

he was following her the whole

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

ve

with irritation, "You really are quick to forget

"I..."

throat. Why should she

anything

herself, she lifted her chin defiantly, "That's my business!

no right to

life choices!"

hand on the car door, "Is that all you

wrist, his eyes dark and intense,

see Eddy again!

"What?"

almost thought