Forbidden Passion

Chapter 2 Unmarried pregnancy

Mrs. Reynolds had always been indifferent about becoming a grandmother. None of her friends had progressed to that position, so she wasn't in a hurry. But now that Mrs. Vanderbilt had suddenly become a grandmother, seeing her unable to contain her joy while holding Benjamin, Mrs. Reynolds felt both envious and bitter.

She couldn't remain indifferent anymore.

Phoebe pursed her lips, remaining silent. She thought Theodore would come up with some excuse to brush off Mrs. Reynolds, just like he used to, but he remained quiet too. She looked up at him, the banquet hall illuminated and reflected on his handsome and sharp features. He silently stared at her, with no intention of coming to her rescue.

"I'm talking to you. Why are you looking at Theodore?" Mrs. Reynolds grew impatient, her tone becoming sharper. "Tomorrow, go to the hospital and get a check-up. Afterwards, stay at home to prepare for pregnancy."

"Mom," Phoebe felt bitter in her heart. Her mother and son, one urging her to give birth, the other not wanting her to. She was caught in the middle, torn between the two. "The company is very busy lately. I can't spare the time. Let's wait a couple of months..."

"What are you so busy with? Can't the company manage without you?" Mrs. Reynolds forcefully interrupted her, "Phoebe, don't forget, we agreed to let you marry into the Reynolds family because of Theodore's child. We don't want the Reynolds family's bloodline to be scattered outside."

Phoebe certainly didn't dare to forget. Getting pregnant before marriage had pinned her to the pillar of shame.

Phoebe's heart pounded in her chest as she saw Edward standing in the courtyard. The melody of Bach's piano piece echoed through the corridor, and she hesitated to return to the banquet hall. The night enveloped the courtyard, illuminated by a radiant glow of lights. Unfortunately, someone was already there when she arrived. Just as she was about to turn away, she heard a familiar voice behind her, calling her name, "Phoebe."

Phoebe trembled, her mind occupied with Theodore's earlier warning. She quickened her pace, desperately trying to escape.

by her side, blocking her path. "Phoebe, is it that you can't bear to see

eyes, filled with pain and disappointment. Her heart clenched, overwhelmed

like this," she said. Phoebe and Edward were childhood friends, with Edward being half a month older than her. After Mrs. Vanderbilt gave birth to Edward, her health deteriorated, and she couldn't afford to nurse him herself. Therefore, they

Ziegler gave birth to Phoebe, she ate very little, so Mrs. Vanderbilt brought Edward over to be nursed by Mrs. Ziegler. It was perhaps due to this unique intimacy that their relationship had always been special. Until that unfortunate

luminous glow on Edward's gaze as he watched her, his eyes burning with intensity. He grabbed her wrist eagerly. "Phoebe, don't go, I... I

wasn't treating her well. He regretted his decision to let her go three years ago when she needed him the most. "Edward, you've had too much to drink." Phoebe forcefully pulled her wrist from his grasp, sidestepping him as she

a lot, but tonight I haven't seen you smile once. You don't have to pretend everything is fine in

light and shadow shifted, the person's features appeared cold and sharp, like a

forcefully wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He turned to face Edward and said, "It seems that Mr. Vanderbilt is more concerned about her happiness than her own husband." With that, he lowered his head to look at Phoebe, his dark eyes filled with malice, and said, "Why don't we show our affection so that he

terrified, her stomach convulsed in

her. Now that he had caught her and Edward alone together, she didn't know how he would punish

Edward became jealous and his eyes turned red. "Theodore, you don't even love Phoebe, so why don't you let her

you every night, just like I did in

fool either, and he understood naturally. Theodore deliberately humiliated Phoebe in front of him, and he couldn't contain his anger. "Theodore, you

you please leave now?"

could smell the strong scent of alcohol on Theodore's body and knew he was in a bad mood. She was afraid that if Edward stayed here and continued to provoke him, she would be the one who would suffer in the end. "Phoebe, are you going to let him humiliate you like this?" Edward said, deeply pained. The person