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.

on the blanket. She wasn't surprised by the answer, but it still

never be able to get pregnant again. Since you like children so much, why don't we..." Her words were interrupted by the sound of the bowl being forcefully placed on the small table, producing a sharp noise. She raised her head and saw Theodore's stern face staring at her. "You're getting angry with me

meant... Maybe we could adopt a child. I know it sounds shameless of me to suggest it, but I

It seemed that after he had taught her so many lessons, she had finally made

children," Theodore said in a disgusted tone. "If you want to make it up to me, then eat well, take

eyes welled up

fate," Theodore interrupted her. Over the past couple of years, he had made sure she took

went to the bathroom to wash the bowl, and then returned to sit by the hospital bed. Phoebe lifted her eyelids. Theodore, dressed in a well-tailored handmade suit, leaned back in his chair, calmly observing her. Her eyelashes fluttered, trembling badly and

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

take a shower." She just cried, sweated a lot and wet her hospital gown, but now the cloth was affixed to her

watch. "Wait another 20 minutes. You shouldn't take a bath just after dinner." Phoebe pursed his

eagle domesticated by him and dared not show