Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



Suddenly, his gaze froze.

"What happened?"

Francis squinted slightly, noticing a band-aid on Rebecca White's left temple.

Because of her bangs, he hadn't seen it before.

He gently lifted her chin with his palm, brushing aside her hair for a better look.

"Did you get hurt?"

An immediate thought crossed his mind, "Did Eddy hit you again?"

"No, it's not like that!" Rebecca White frowned and shook her head repeatedly, "It's not his fault..."

"Then what happened?" Francis was genuinely worried, "How did you hurt your forehead out of the blue?"

"I..."

Rebecca White stammered, unsure of how to explain.

"I really don't know."

"You don't know?"

Francis was stunned, suspecting she was covering for Eddy, and jealousy surged within him. "What did you promise me earlier? And now you're defending him?"

"No!"

Rebecca White waved her hands frantically, "I was just sleeping in my dorm, and when I woke up, it was like this..."

Her voice trailed off, growing quieter.

She glanced at Francis, fearing he wouldn't believe her.

"I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's the truth."

However, Francis stared at her, silent for a few moments, and then nodded, "I get it, I believe you."

Rebecca White was taken aback, surprised at how readily he accepted her explanation.

Francis hesitated for a couple of seconds before speaking seriously, "Do you know you have a sleepwalking condition?"

Rebecca White was shocked, staring at him in confusion, and shook her head.

"Doesn't seem like you knew."

Francis wasn't surprised and

explained, "Back when you stayed at the Southern District Sanatorium, it

happened once. A nursed it."

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He continued, "I suspect it's related to James and the memories you've lost..."

Rebecca White was at a loss for words, completely unaware of this.

"Rebecca."

Francis gazed at her softly, "I've consulted with a doctor. It's best to seek psychological treatment for your condition. Before, your eyes needed treatment, and I wasn't sure if you could handle it..."

"But now, it seems necessary."

He pointed to her forehead, "This time it's your forehead. Next time? It could be worse, and you can't afford to delay."noveldrama

Rebecca White pressed her lips together, understanding he was right.

"I know a good doctor."

Francis pressed on, "I can contact him for you... schedule an appointment. I'll take you to see him, okay?"

This way, it would bring them closer together, wouldn't it?

Rebecca White was flustered, unable to decide immediately.

"Don't hesitate."

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Francis wasn't about to miss this opportunity to be closer to her. "You could find a doctor yourself, but

would they be better than mine.

He brought up James again, "For James's sake, you want to get better, right? And also..."

Francis paused, his expression turning serious.

"You shouldn't be living alone."

Rebecca White was stunned, unsure of what to do.

"Think about it."

Francis's tone was earnest, clearly not joking. "This time it was your forehead, lucky... what if you're not so lucky next time?"

Rebecca White's mouth hung slightly open, "It won't happen, right?"

"How can you be sure?" Francis asked, holding her gaze.

"With something like this, it's not about if, but when... think about James, he's still so young."

This was a perfect opportunity for him.

"Rebecca, let me take care of you."