Forbidden Passion

Chapter 63 Call from Mrs. Ziegler

Phoebe was so frightened that his eyes widened and his voice stuttered. "No, no, I can wash it myself."

Theodore nodded a little regretfully, turned and walked out the door.

Phoebe leaned against the wall and exhaled a foul breath. She stood under the shower, and the warm water poured down from the top of her head, washing away her sickness. Theodore answered the phone outside the door. It was Mrs. Ziegler. She had a bad dream in the middle of the night and woke up.

Thinking of Phoebe, who was still asleep, she called and asked.

When she heard that Phoebe was awake, she was relieved, and then remembered the unlovable appearance of Phoebe yesterday. She was a little worried. "Theodore, are you having trouble with Phoebe?" Mrs. Ziegler asked cautiously.

the wall and his other hand in his trouser pocket. Looking

married, you should take care of more. In

"I've been wondering recently if I did something wrong. I shouldn't have come

fatherless bastards. I don't want Phoebe's children to suffer like this again. Theodore, if you have a

me, discussing these

phone. Theodore lowered his arm, clutching his phone tightly, veins popping on the back of his hand. Phoebe had never agreed with her mother-in-law coming to find him. She didn't want him to take responsibility at all. Or rather,

him extremely frustrated. Phoebe stood under the shower, enjoying the hot water

in the shower for too

turned off the faucet

clean clothes. Standing in the bathroom, she felt a bit

knocked again, and Theodore's deep voice came from outside, "I left your clothes outside the door. Take them yourself. I'll go out and