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."

handing

it

the design firm,

into

Rebecca took the elevator, clocked

had she sat

was a message from

[Don't forget the ointment.]

barely left her cheeks

moment's hesitation,

[Got it.]

put down her phone, it buzzed again-this

Rebecca answered, a trace of curiosity in her voice. "Eddy, is there something

now, after all, and there seemed little reason to stay in

wanted to ask if things are okay between you

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

mind,

already with Francis. Especially

Francis had been the

away from

more than once...

held the phone, biting her

Eddy had changed towards her, though she wasn't sure if it was

didn't want

they had was

she replied softly, "Thanks for worrying, but we've patched things

for a moment before

ut a self-conscious c

relieved to. I'll let you

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