Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1079

Stepping out of the dorm, I slid into the car.

Sawyer handed a bottle over from the front seat to Francis. "Mr. Francis."

"Yeah."

Francis nodded, taking it.

He gestured to Rebecca White, "Roll your skirt up a bit, let your knees show."

"Why?" Rebecca White asked, puzzled.

Francis lifted the bottle in his hand. Rebecca could see it was some kind of ointment.

"For the bruises. It'll help with the pain and heal faster."

"No need."

Rebecca pressed her skirt down, clearly on guard.

Francis raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Do I look like the type who'd force you?"

Except for that one time, he thought, when he lost control. But since then, he'd always been a gentleman to her, respectful and considerate. "That's not what I meant."

Rebecca's cheeks flushed slightly. "Just give me the ointment. I'll use it when I get to the office."

Meeting his deep, dark eyes, she explained, "The car's too small, and the smell would be overwhelming."

That made some sense.

"Alright then."

agreed, handing

took it and tucked it into her backpack.

firm, Rebecca stepped out of

her as she headed into

Rebecca took the elevator, clocked in, and settled at

had she sat down than her

was a message from

[Don't forget the ointment.]

warmth that had barely left her cheeks flared up

moment's

[Got it.]

down her phone, it

of curiosity in her

all, and there seemed little reason to stay in

"Nothing really just wanted to ask if things are

a pause, he added, "I'm not trying to interfere, but he seemed pretty upset

mind, Rebecca

already with Francis. Especially

Francis had been the

away

more than once...

her lip,

divorce, Eddy had changed towards her, though she wasn't sure

didn't want

they had was

lead, she replied softly, "Thanks

quiet for

ut a self-conscious c

to. I'll let you

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