Chapter 567


    Francis'' leg was still giving him trouble, making it hard for him to squat without a bit of effort.


    "Reba..."


    "Ah!"


    He had barely started speaking, letting out just a syble, when suddenly Reba let out a piercing scream. She clutched her ears, trembling all over, eyes wide with terror.


    "Stay back! I told you to stay back!"


    Suddenly, her hand shot up to her neck.


    Francis then noticed she was holding a shard of ss!


    Turns out, it was from the clock she had smashed just moments ago, a piece of its ss cover now in her grasp.


    "Eddy!"


    Reba, mistaking him for Eddy, red at him with bloodshot eyes. "You want me dead, don''t you? Well, you don''t have to lift a finger. I''ll do it myself! Uh..."


    Suddenly, her eyelids drooped, her grip loosened, and the ss shard fell to the ground as she copsed toward Francis.


    Francis reached out, catching her firmly.


    It was he who had struck her on the back of the neck, knocking her out.


    She was too agitated, and he feared she might hurt herself, so he had no choice but to knock her out.


    Francis pulled a nket from the bed, wrapping Reba up tightly, and frowning, he stood up and left the room.


    "Mr. Francis?"


    Sawyer, standing at the foot of the stairs, immediately approached. "Let me carry her."


    But Francis dodged him, shaking his head with a furrowed brow. "No need, I''ve got her."


    "Mr. Francis?" Sawyer asked, puzzled. "But your leg..."


    Francis'' leg wasn''t supposed to bear weight like this.


    "It''s fine."


    Francis shook his head again. "It''s almost healed. She''s light as a feather. Walking a few steps won''t cripple me."


    "Alright then." Seeing Mr. Francis'' insistence, Sawyer didn''t push further.


    Meanwhile, Eddy was still pinned against the wall, oblivious to the drama unfolding behind him.


    As Francis passed by, his usually calm and handsome face was clouded with anger. Suddenly, he lifted his leg and kicked Eddy hard.


    "Ah!"


    Eddy screamed in pain, a sound so loud it could''ve pierced the roof!


    Francis, without a nce back, continued outside with Reba in his arms.


    Sawyer hurried after them, concerned. "Mr. Francis, are you sure your leg is okay?"


    That kick had not been light.


    "It''s fine." Francis'' expression was unreadable as he shook his head t Eddy should worry about was


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    Once they got to the car, Francis never let go of Reba. She rested in his arms, and he was too nervous to move.


    It was calm at first.


    But then, perhaps haunted by a nightmare, Reba began to cry softly, like a kitten.


    The more she whimpered, the more it tugged at Francis'' heart.


    He didn''t know what to do.


    Awkwardly, he lifted his hand, gently patting her frail back, once, twice, soothing her.


    Strangely enough, Reba calmed down, as ifforted.


    Francis looked down at her, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek, whispering, "You''re so easy to console?"


    After a moment of silence, he sighed, "I''m sorry, I''ve brought this upon you."


    Though it wasn''t his intention, her misfortune was indeed because of him.


    Staring at her face, he could vaguely see James'' resemnce... The


    saying that sons often rely


    their mothers seemed true for James and Reba.


    After finishing up at the studio, Sherilyn stepped outside to find Gilbert had been waiting for a while.


    Gilbert had news about Reba.


    Francis


    hospital to get her injuries Nothing


    treated


    serious, and she was get


    back at Emerald Estates.


    "Francis?" Sherilyn was both shocked and touched. "Francis'' gone through so much trouble again... He really is a good man."