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 her

took it and tucked it into her backpack.

the design firm, Rebecca stepped

watched her as she headed into the building, noticing her

the elevator, clocked in, and

had she sat down than

a

[Don't forget the ointment.]

had barely left her cheeks flared

moment's hesitation,

[Got it.]

as she put down her phone, it buzzed again-this time,

a trace of curiosity in her voice. "Eddy, is

all, and there seemed little reason to stay in touch otherwise.

really just wanted

seemed

mind, Rebecca

already with Francis. Especially

Francis had

Rebecca away from

more than once...

biting her lip, silent

the divorce, Eddy had changed towards her, though she wasn't sure if it was a fleeting whim or

she didn't want

they had was

his lead, she replied softly, "Thanks

for a

ut a self-conscious c

relieved to. I'll

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