Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 709

Standing by the door was none other than a hurriedly arriving Francis.

The nurse, not at all surprised to see him, nodded and expressed in a tone of mild astonishment, "Mr. Henson, what brings you here today?"

Then, she called inside, "Ms. White, Mr. Henson is here."

"Henson...?"

Rebecca White was somewhat startled. Since that Lantern Festival night, when Henson had come to her rescue once again, they hadn't seen each other for some time.

Francis's gaze moved past the nurse, landing on her. "May I come in?"

"Of course," Rebecca White hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Please, come in."

"Thank you."

Rebecca White rose from the couch, 'looking' at him. "What brings you here at this hour? I thought you were discharged."

These past few days, not only had she not seen him, but the neighboring room had been very quiet too.

"Not exactly discharged."

Francis moved closer, his eyes lowering to her face. "I've been quite busy during the day, but I've kept my room here."

"I see..." Rebecca smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Henson."

The nurse interjected, "Have you had dinner? I was just about to order some of Ms. White's favorite dishes from the restaurant. If you haven't eaten, why don't you join us? It's Ms. White's birthday today."

"Is that so?"

Francis's eyes sparkled slightly. "Such a coincidence that I'm here, then I won't be modest."

"Pfft... It's just dinner, no need for modesty. I'll go make the arrangements. You two have a chat."

"Alright."

Once the nurse left, the room fell silent.

Rebecca White gestured with her arm, "Have a seat."

"Okay, thanks." Francis took a seat as suggested.

Rebecca frowned slightly, puzzled. Was it her imagination or did that 'okay' from Henson carry a familiar tone?

"What’s on your mind?" Francis looked at her, noticing she seemed thinner than before. "Haven't been eating well these past few days?"

Rebecca was surprised. "You can tell?"