Forbidden Passion

Chapter 94 Torn Between Hearts

"What do you think?" Theodore's cold tone carried a hint of accusation.

Phoebe closed her eyes, feeling a splitting headache. "Causing so much trouble for the show group, I think she must be fine. By the way..."

Before she could finish speaking, the call was disconnected. Phoebe stared at the phone in disbelief for a moment. Theodore actually hung up on her just because she mentioned Vanessa?

She clenched her fist and awkwardly smiled at the front desk who was looking at her. "Sorry, I didn't finish my sentence, I'll call again."

She dialed Theodore's number again, but this time, it went straight to voicemail. Hearing the cold prompt tone from the other end, Phoebe's heart sank. This was Theodore, she shouldn't have expected anything from him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been left with no money stranded in a foreign street.

blankly for a while, not knowing where to

particularly disliked Phoebe's current self-will and even more so her flirtatious behavior outside. He wanted to take this opportunity to teach her a lesson and

in the ambiguous lighting of the villa, Vanessa, wearing a bathrobe, limped downstairs. There were some scratches on her face

up, guiding her to sit on the couch. "Why

for inconveniencing you by flying here to

her face. He said, "I'll get the

I'm really moved, Theodore. Whenever it is, you're always..." She whispered to

a subtle balance in Vanessa's loving gaze. He retrieved a medical kit and placed it on the coffee table, taking out alcohol and cotton swabs to tend to

a bra underneath. The view of her ample bosom was captivating. Theodore quickly straightened his posture, disposing of the used cotton swabs in the trash bin. His voice deepened as he said, "It's getting late, go back to your room and