Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170

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"Did I forget something?" Rebecca White racked her brain, but she couldn't think of anything she'd left behind.

"No worries!" she texted back. "Just toss it for me, thanks."

"It's your sketchbook and some of your design books. You sure you want me to throw them out?" came the reply.

Oh, right. She definitely did not want those thrown away.

Rebecca considered for a second.

"Actually, could you bring them to me? I'm usually free around lunchtime.”

Evenings were a no-go. She needed to be with James—and, of course, Francis.

"Sounds good. See you at lunch."

They agreed to meet at a little diner near Rebecca's office.

When she arrived, Rebecca slid into the booth and got straight to the point. "So, where's my stuff?”

to a small box on the seat beside him. "Right

you." Rebecca took it and flipped through quickly. These

over. Sorry you had to

"Then how about you buy me

situation, eating together wasn't exactly ideal. But she owed

lunchtime. She had to eat

Order whatever you

signaled the waitress. When their food arrived- cheeseburgers,

through, Rebecca's phone

wiping her hands on

about Rebecca's mom in the hospital, was checking in.

had the surgery, everything went well, she's recovering now. Honestly, I'd just be in the way, and it's hard to get time

then changed the subject. "So, we're still on

worry. I'll

hung up and took a sip of her vanilla

mom's not

had surgery, but says

serious,

what she

looks okay

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