Forbidden Passion

Chapter 59 The Last Straw

Phoebe looked into his eyes, the overflowing hatred almost devouring her. Their marriage was not formed out of love, but rather, they were trapped in this abyss because of hatred. "I haven't done anything wrong to you," Phoebe said.

Theodore sneered, "Fine, then tell me, why did the child miscarry after you two slept under the same quilt and chatted all night?"

"I..." Phoebe couldn't find the words to say.

Theodore suddenly let go of her; he took a step back, his hatred intensifying. Almost vengefully, he said, "When the doctor showed me the six-month-old fetus, do you know how I felt?"

Tears suddenly fell from Phoebe's eyes, unexpectedly and uncontrollably. She bit her lip tightly, afraid to cry out, her heart twisted into a knot.

so small, not even as big as my fist, lying in a cold tray,

his words felt like torture,

shouldn't I say it?" Theodore's expression was particularly cruel. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, he looked a lot like

broken pearls. Theodore's words were like being hit. Her final straw

any satisfaction in his heart, not even the slightest bit. He took two steps back, releasing the anger that had built up inside him for over two years. It

there, for a while, before dragging out a suitcase, packing a few clothes into it, and carrying the suitcase out. Passing by Phoebe, he

It felt like something was blocking her heart, making it hard for her to breathe. She clutched at her clothes, her heart pained and uncomfortable. She even wished she could just die like this. Theodore said the child resembled

agony, as if by doing so, she could relieve the pain and despair in her heart. She hated herself. If

cries on the verge of breaking down. His

her own world, unwilling to step outside. In the living room, her phone kept vibrating until it

corner of the world, licking her wounds alone,