Forbidden Passion

Wearing slippers, Phoebe walked past Theodore, but he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his embrace, imprisoning her. "Where have you been fooling around?"

The man's low, furious voice resounded above her head. Phoebe didn't look at him, knowing that his expression was bound to be filled with coldness and mockery. The negative emotions she just released returned. Even though he was the one who brought a woman home, why did he act as if she had betrayed him?

She pushed his arm with force, but couldn't move him at all. Annoyed, she looked up at him and glared, "Theodore, I don't want to argue with you, let go of me!"

Theodore pressed her against the wall, his voice cold and deep. "Phoebe, who is that man you brought back?"

Phoebe looked at him in astonishment. He saw it all? But even if he saw, so what? She and Evan had done nothing wrong, so she wasn't afraid of him seeing.

"He's a friend." "Hmph!" Theodore sneered, "You have so many opposite-sex friends. How come I never noticed before?"

Phoebe took a deep breath, suppressing the overflowing bitterness in her heart. "Yes, how come you never noticed? Because you never bothered to find out."

He didn't know if she had any friends or what kind of friends she had. What he cared about was always his fragile male ego.

Theodore narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Phoebe, don't let me catch you with that man, or I'll kill you."

After saying that, he rudely let her go and stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Phoebe leaned against the cold wall, her heart filled with sorrow.

On the wall, it seemed as if all her strength had been drained. She slowly slid down to the floor, clutching her head, her emotions collapsing once again.

In her blurred vision, a pair of women's slippers suddenly appeared. Without looking up, Phoebe knew who was standing in front of her.

She raised the corners of her lips, forming a sarcastic smile.

Looking down at her from a superior position, Vanessa said, "Miss Adams, aren't you giving up yet? Theodore only loves me, you're just a temporary substitute in his life when I'm not around."

Phoebe sat against the wall, her eyes filled with intense pain."Vanessa, you're despicable!"Vanessa bent down slightly, staring at her beautiful face. A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, quickly replaced by confidence.

"If I didn't do this, how would I know that I'm the one who Theodore cares about the most? Miss Adams, are you still going to cling to him?""Vanessa, where is your bottom line? It's well known that Theodore is my husband, and you—"

Vanessa suddenly burst into laughter, uncontrollably shaking. After laughing for a while, she finally stopped."Well known? Hahaha, Phoebe, except for a few families close to the Reynolds family, who knows that Theodore is married?" A chill ran down Phoebe's spine as she coldly stared at Vanessa.

Vanessa continued, "Theodore never wants to acknowledge your identity in front of others. Just look at your bare ring finger, what is left of your marriage besides the marriage certificate?" Vanessa's words struck at Phoebe's heart, leaving her speechless.She looked at her bare ring finger and bitterly thought, indeed, what is left of their marriage besides the certificate? There's also his resentment and endless humiliation towards her.

"Yes," Phoebe's voice was soft, tinged with agreement. "He loves you so much, yet he still doesn't want to divorce me and marry you. Vanessa, who between the two of us is more pitiful?"

Vanessa's expression changed abruptly. "You!"Phoebe stood up, leaning against the wall, gazing at Vanessa's irritatingly beautiful face, and then her eyes fell on Vanessa's hand that was wrapped in bandages.