Forbidden Passion

Chapter 25 Finders Keepers

Theodore's glare became incendiary, his patience exhausted. Clenching his fists, he threw a punch aimed straight for Edward's face.

Edward, not one to back down, had harbored his own grievances toward Theodore. He'd stolen the woman Edward adored, only to treat her with disdain, a level of arrogant entitlement that gnawed at him. Like two enraged beasts, they dove into battle, avoiding Phoebe yet consumed by their fight. It was a ferocious exchange of fists and feet, each blow landing with raw force. Soon, both men sported the marks of their clash.

Phoebe stood petrified, witnessing their desperate struggle, unable to comprehend how things had escalated to this point.

"Phoebe, what are you waiting for? Separate them!" Vanessa, beside herself with urgency, urged her to intervene.

She had never before seen Theodore so violent and fierce; it was as if he had shredded his suave exterior to reveal a bloodthirsty and confrontational nature beneath.

Yet ironically, the one who had exposed this side of him was Phoebe.

Phoebe hurriedly tried to

both of

onlookers from the hospital's family waiting area. They watched as the two men, seemingly out of their minds

Wincing in pain with a muffled gasp, both men paused, their attention suddenly on her. Phoebe was weak; she

"Cough, cough, cough..."

and sprang to his feet, rushing over to Phoebe, "Are you hurt? Let

coughs, her cheeks a mix of red and white,

with bruises and contusions - badges of honor from fighting for

Theodore would throw caution to the

sinister gleam passing through his eyes. She suddenly yelled, "Edward, have you lost your mind? Theodore,

around, throwing a punch in Edward's direction. Edward, caught off guard

out