Forbidden Passion

Phoebe continued to stare at the cards, feeling a sourness in her eyes. She lifted her gaze and saw Theodore standing on the veranda not far away, answering a call from Vanessa. Vanessa's voice sounded intoxicated, saying, "Theodore, do you

know where I am right now? I'm on the rooftop of our high school."

Vanessa switched the phone to video mode, and Theodore watched the screen as Vanessa sat on the railing of the rooftop, a very dangerous position.

His face changed immediately. "Vanessa, please come down quickly. it's too dangerous."

Vanessa, with intoxicated eyes, looked at Theodore on the phone. "Theodore, I feel so bad, really bad. I thought I wouldn't feel this way when I'm drunk, but I still do." Theodore pressed his lips together.

Vanessa started to sob softly. "I always regret it. If I hadn't been impulsive back then, would you have married me?"

Theodore didn't answer her hypothetical question, he said, "Stay there, don't move, I'm coming to find you." Theodore hung up the phone and walked quickly towards the parking lot.

Phoebe watched him walking away, and her heart sank. She knew he was definitely going to find Vanessa.

Theodore attended an elite high school just outside the Fourth Ring Road, not far from the Reynolds Mansion. It would take him twenty minutes to drive there.

He knew Vanessa had no intention of committing suicide, but seeing her sitting on the edge of the railing made him worry that she might accidentally fall off.

He didn't know how much she had been drinking, but based on her state in the video, she had definitely had quite a lot. So, the possibility of her losing her balance and falling off was very high.

When he arrived at the school, only the seniors were studying in the classrooms on Friday night. He didn't want to disturb anyone and quickly ran towards the building.

From afar, he saw a person sitting on the railing of the rooftop. It was more thrilling seeing it in person than in the video.

Theodore rushed to the rooftop with determination. The door to the rooftop was wide open, with the night wind blowing in and lifting the man's clothes. Theodore strode into the rooftop. Vanessa sat on the edge of the railing, being very careful not to fall. When she saw Theodore appearing below, she couldn't help but smile.

She knew that Theodore still cared about her.

She picked up the red wine next to her and drank it all in one gulp. The wine rushed down her throat, burning her stomach, but she felt extremely relieved in her heart. Because she had won the bet!

Vanessa's heart raced with excitement. Although she was looking down at the rooftop, she kept her ears alert to any movement behind her until a large hand pressed on her shoulder and pulled her down from the railing. There was no princess hug that she had expected. Theodore rudely pulled her down, only extending his hand to support her when she landed.

After she stood firmly, he immediately retracted his hand and stood aside, staring at her with a cold and stern gaze.

"Are you done with your madness?" Theodore's voice was icy and intimidating, and his expression was fierce. "Do you know how dangerous that was?"

Vanessa's back hit the protruding part of the railing, and a sharp pain shot from her lower back. She blinked her eyes, and giant tears rolled down her cheeks.

She bit her lip, not uttering a sound of grievance.

Upon seeing this, Theodore suppressed his anger and his expression softened. "Let's go, Vanessa. I'll take you back. Don't do this again. You're a public figure. If someone snaps a photo of you like this, your Superstar dream will be shattered." Theodore turned around to leave when suddenly a pair of arms reached out and wrapped tightly around his waist. Then, a warm body pressed against his back.