Chapter 73. I Love You, Scarlett

Scarlett was made sober by his words. She urged, “What do I have to be afraid of anyway? I have not done anything wrong!”

She sat up straight when she yelled at Francis, but Francis wore a gentle and affectionate smile on his face. Scarlett had not looked at him, so from such close quarters in over a month, his elegance and charm caught her off guard. So, she kept staring at him and couldn’t move her eyes away.

Francis leaned on the bedside; he touched Scarlett’s face gently and cautiously. “I’m so sorry for what I said that day, babe.” His voice was low and a bit hoarse. Scarlett could practically hear the guilt dripping from his words. She felt that his gentle touch and soft voice had almost healed her wounds. But she pinched her own thigh to warn herself to remain reasonable and remember the deep pain he had caused her not long ago.

“You’ve explained it, and I believed you.” Scarlett grasped Francis’s hand but quickly let go of it. She continued talking. “But it