Forbidden Passion

Chapter 98 Silent Love

"Are you going or not?" Phoebe clenched her lips tightly and turned away. Head down, Phoebe remained silent in anger.

He was perfectly capable of abandoning her on the highway, so why was he now pretending to be a good person? Growing impatient, Theodore took a step forward when he saw her sitting still. Bending down, he immediately scooped her up in his arms.

Startled by the weightlessness, Phoebe quickly grabbed onto his collar. As he carried her briskly towards the hotel door, she became restless and ordered, "Put me down!" Theodore looked down at her and said, "Phoebe, be quiet."

Be quiet my foot! Phoebe was infuriated. Catching a whiff of a strange, sweet scent emanating from him, she struggled fiercely in his embrace. "Theodore, don't touch me with the hands that have been on other women. It disgusts me." Theodore paused; his previously expressionless face now filled with anger. "What did you say? Say it again."

Phoebe remained silent in response to the menacing gaze of the man. She admitted to herself that she was afraid; she knew the consequences of provoking Theodore.

wanted to argue, she would wait until she regained

the driver had already opened the back door, and Theodore tossed Phoebe

loud thud, Phoebe landed on the backseat. Momentarily dazed, Phoebe tried to climbed out of the car, only to see Theodore already sitting next to her, and slamming the door

on the seat, suddenly remembering something she had forgotten,

start the car. The driver didn't dare disobey his command and promptly drove away. Leaning against the seatback, Phoebe watched helplessly as the hotel grew smaller in the

her head, exploding like fireworks. Phoebe's face

dig a hole and hide in it. Rubbing his fingertips, tingling from the slight shock, Theodore glanced at an embarrassed curled-up Phoebe.

resentful, Phoebe, in all her years of existence,

in his chauffeur's car." Furrowing his brow, Theodore asked, "He not only gave you shoes, but also brought you