Forbidden Passion

Chapter 62 Recuperating

Theodore filled a bowl and saw her eyes fixed on the porridge. He sneered, "I thought you weren't hungry."

Phoebe looked down, realizing that she hadn't smelled the aroma of the porridge earlier. She truly didn't feel hungry. After crying her heart out, draining the last bit of energy from her body, she no longer cared about her pride. She honestly said, "I'm hungry."

Theodore glanced at her. Her face was pale, almost bluish, and the faint veins could be seen. She was skeletal, and it made him feel uneasy.

He blew on a spoonful of porridge and tested the temperature before bringing it to her mouth. Phoebe obediently opened her mouth, and the warm white porridge slid down her throat into her stomach. It was warm, and the emptiness inside her faded.

"Your mother was scared to death. It would be best if we have the same story, so there are no inconsistencies when she asks," Theodore said as he continued to feed her.

With warmth in her stomach, Phoebe's heart gradually settled. She looked at Theodore and asked softly, "Do you still hate me?"

"Yes!" he replied.

blanket. She wasn't surprised by the answer,

forcefully placed on the small table, producing a sharp noise. She raised her head and

child. I know it sounds shameless of me to suggest it, but I really want to

she was going to mention divorce. It seemed that after he had taught her so many lessons,

tone. "If you want to make it up to me, then

welled up with

interrupted her. Over the past couple of years, he had made sure she took contraceptives. Looking back now, he realized that

bowl, and then returned to sit by the hospital bed. Phoebe

take a shower." She had just cried, sweated a lot, and wet her hospital gown, but now

just cried, sweated a lot and wet her hospital gown, but now the cloth was affixed to her

just after dinner."

was now an eagle domesticated by him and dared