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

tucked it into her backpack. "Thank

design firm, Rebecca

as she headed into the building, noticing her

Rebecca took the elevator, clocked in, and settled at

sooner had she sat down than her phone

was a message from

[Don't forget the ointment.]

that had barely left her cheeks

a moment's hesitation,

[Got it.]

her phone, it buzzed

curiosity in her voice. "Eddy, is

and there seemed little reason to stay in touch

through, lighthearted yet probing. "Nothing really just wanted to ask if things are okay

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

Eddy's mind,

already with Francis. Especially

had been the

Rebecca away

more than once...

phone, biting her lip,

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

she didn't want to

they had

softly, "Thanks for worrying,

quiet for

ut a self-conscious c

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