Forbidden Passion

Chapter 38 Want to go home

[He peeled an apple for me and even cut it into bite-sized pieces. Such tender care. A picture of a neatly arranged fruit plate.] [Why is he so good to me? He even draped his jacket over my shoulders. Teehee! An image of a tailored Hermès blazer.]

With each new post, Phoebe's heart sank deeper. She snuffed out the light of her phone screen and shoved the device back into her pocket, feeling an icy chill inside. So, Theodore had done so much for Vanessa while Phoebe was unconscious -things he never did for her. Her eyes welled up as she turned to gaze out the car window.

The dusk had settled, casting a mottled light inside. Theodore glanced in the rearview mirror, catching Phoebe's determined yet chilled profile.

Lady Reynolds was a woman of deep spiritual beliefs who made annual retreats to a secluded sanctuary, dedicating three months each year to personal reflection and peace. She typically returned in September, but this year, she came back a month early.

By the time they reached the Reynolds Mansion, darkness had enveloped everything, yet the estate was illuminated with brilliant lights.

Lady Reynolds sat on the living room sofa, surrounded by her children and grandchildren, her face crinkled with a joyful smile, exuding a dignified grace.

over, "Phoebe, come here, let grandma get a good look at

and felt a surge of warmth when Lady Reynolds took her hand.

about your accident and wanted to check on you. Look at you, all skin and bones! Theodore, haven't you been feeding Phoebe?" Lady

over with a smile, "Grandma, you know Phoebe's always had a

just breaks my heart," Lady Reynolds continued, glancing at her flat abdomen, "So thin. When are you

much Lady Reynolds looked forward to a great-grandchild, but Phoebe feared that

her but continued to soothe his grandmother, "Grandma, I'll try my best. Maybe

charmed by his words, beamed with joy, and the room was filled with warmth

far behind them. Her presence at the family dinner was a clear sign of where

no amount of effort on his part would lead to

pang of sorrow

matriarch with a smile as radiant as the blossoms of spring. "Grandma, do you remember