Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel 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?”

Eddy grinned, gesturing to a small box on the seat beside him. “Right here.”

“Thank you.” Rebecca took it and flipped through quickly. These things really were important to her.

“Appreciate you bringing them over. Sorry you had to go out of your way.”

Eddy raised an eyebrow. “Then how about you buy me lunch?”

Rebecca hesitated for a second. Given their situation, eating together wasn’t exactly ideal. But she owed him a favor now—it’d be pretty rude to just turn and leave.

Besides, it was lunchtime. She had to eat anyway.

“Alright, deal. Order whatever you want.”

Eddy chuckled and signaled the waitress. When their food arrived—cheeseburgers, fries, and milkshakes—they dug in.

Halfway through, Rebecca’s phone buzzed.