Forbidden Passion

Chapter 58 It’s Been 2 Years

"Mom, wait, there's a little boy waiting for someone to rescue him."

Mrs. Ziegler dragged Phoebe towards the train station. "What little boy? If his family can't find him, they will naturally look for him. Come with me on the train. If we miss this one, we'll have to go back tomorrow, and it will delay your brother's entrance exam. Take care of your skin."

Phoebe was being pulled by her mother while looking back. "But what about that little boy? He's still waiting for me to bring someone to save him."

"Somebody will rescue him. Get on the train quickly." Mrs. Ziegler was used to doing heavy labor and had great strength. She lifted Phoebe onto the train in one go.

Phoebe was crying desperately but couldn't break free from her mother's grip. She watched as the doors slowly closed and the train left the station, moving further away from where the little boy was. "Little boy, little boy" Phoebe mumbled and suddenly woke up from her dream.

sky was bright, and sunlight streamed in through the French windows, casting a golden hue. Theodore

up from the couch, seeing Theodore looking down at her with a superior gaze. She remembered the photo she saw last night in Vanessa's social media circle. "You just got back?" She examined his clothes, realizing he was still

close to hers. Their noses were almost touching. In that moment, Phoebe almost thought he was going to kiss her. She reflexively leaned back,

had a confrontational appearance, with well-defined features and a high, straight nose. His lips were slightly thin, giving him an inherent cold and unaffectionate look, but he also had a pair of alluring peach blossom

His lips lightly brushed against her cheek. He leaned close to Phoebe's ear and spoke with his low, sexy voice. "Phoebe, In the future, just

paled at a visible speed, and she was about to push him away when Theodore stood up straight and walked straight into the bedroom. Phoebe gritted her teeth and jumped off the

but Theodore unexpectedly turned around. She bumped her head against his solid chest, feeling a sharp pain that momentarily stunned her. Before she could react, he

hit the protruding doorknob, causing her to groan in pain and immediately turn

for the rest of my life, Phoebe. What do you think you owe me?" Phoebe's eyes slowly filled with a thin mist, unsure if