Forbidden Passion

Chapter 61 Do You Want to Die?

When Phoebe woke up again, the outside was dimly lit. Only the faint glow of streetlights shone through, casting reflections into the room. She stared blankly at the pitch-black ceiling.

Did she die? But why could she still feel the pain emanating from her heart?

She suddenly began to cough. The lights in the hospital room immediately turned on, and the sudden bright light made her instinctively raise her hand to shield her eyes. Then, she felt someone walking towards her.

The person's steps were heavy, yet familiar. Tears welled up in Phoebe's eyes once again, and in her ears echoed the words, "He looks so much like you." Killing someone was no more painful than this.

Theodore stood by the bedside, looking down at her, towering above her. She curled up into a ball, fragile like a paper doll, as if she would break at the slightest touch. "Awake?"

to the side, silently facing away from

as if he was forcing himself to endure something. He said, "Phoebe, do you

slipping down the corners of her eyes, quickly soaking into the pillow, leaving no trace. Theodore

unborn child when you meet him? Will you apologize to him? It wasn't intentional that you

out a wailing cry,

onto her face. "You feel

was afraid. Afraid that if he didn't speak sternly, she would really take her own life. God only knows how panicked he was when he received Mrs. Ziegler's phone call. Phoebe cried, drenched in sweat. With her emotions released, she became somewhat sober, no longer completely lost,

up on the bed, wiping away her tears. Because of the crying, her eyes had swollen into two

"I, I want to

or slept for three days. If you go take a shower now, do you want to pass out in