Forbidden Passion

Chapter 82 Vanessa’s Allie.

Theodore looked at her profile and spoke in a slower tone. "Can you help her a little more?"

This gentle "can," for some reason, triggered the grievance in Phoebe's heart. Tears welled up unexpectedly, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, but the tears kept flowing faster. Seeing her silently crying made Theodore feel uncomfortable. He stopped and held her shoulders with both hands, whispering, "Why are you crying? I didn't scold you."

Phoebe glanced at him quickly. Under the cold and bright moonlight, his eyes were gentle, and his tone was gentle too. He shouldn't try to coax her anymore, as it only made her more sadsadder. "You scolded me."

Theodore was taken aback, but then he laughed. "Yes, yes, my bad. Don't cry anymore, or you won't be beautiful."

"I wasn't beautiful to begin with." Phoebe's voice sounded tearful. She felt like she was being overly dramatic now, but couldn't help it.

Theodore bent down, cupped her face with his hands, and gently wiped away the tears from her eyelids with his warm fingertips. The hot tears soaked through his fingertips, making his heart feel sour and soft.

He didn't even realize what he was doing. His thin lips were about to touch hers...

tears hanging from the corner of her

tinge of bitterness bloomed on his tongue-her

his forehead against hers, his

that Phoebe could smell the fresh, cool scent of his mint mouthwash from between his lips and

his invasive gaze tracing from her

coming close to touching her lips, when

your kiss with Phoebe," Madison

face against the backdrop of the night. He slowly released

trace of

intimate kiss and preventing

arrived in time to interrupt their

wholly focused on Vanessa

for you for three long years?" Madison glared at Theodore, feeling that her own brother was truly