Forbidden Passion

Chapter 105 Sunset Shopaholic

Phoebe couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Most women are powerless against duty-free shops, and Phoebe was one of them. Before even getting out of the car, a long shopping list surged into her mind, clearly arranging which counters she would visit later.

Theodore gazed at her with a hidden surprise in his eyes, pursing his lips slightly, and got out of the car together with her. The weather in Riaca City was scorching, and as soon as they got out of the car, a wave of heat hit them. Phoebe was particularly excited and dashed ahead, saying, "Theodore, walk faster."

Theodore leisurely followed behind her, observing her silently with deep contemplation.

Phoebe had changed so much. In the past, when she was by his side, she rarely smiled, dressed in outdated suits, and behaved in a rigid manner, like a stagnant body of water without any ripples. Over time, he had even forgotten that she used to love to laugh, go crazy, and play.

But now, her vibrant spirit was gradually reviving. She would smile when happy, cry when sad, and jump up with excitement.

lively nature would be released, no longer needing to be suppressed or constrained, but instead being her true

the hotel, her first stop would undoubtedly be to buy a pair of shoes. So, after scanning the health code, she entered the duty-free

counter, she had already tried on a pair of low-heeled sandals, strapless, perfectly

him, showing off

immediately captivated by her pair of slim and dazzling white legs. It seemed like he rarely placed his attention on her. He knew she had a good figure, but it was the first time he was

suddenly felt a bit restless. "They're ugly as

Phoebe didn't mind, directly telling the salesperson, "Just this pair, no need to wrap it up, I'll wear

agents. The young girls were streaming live videos on their phones, which was quite interesting. Phoebe kept buying and buying, with Theodore naturally becoming her porter. He didn't get

waiting outside and took the bags from them, putting them in the

saw that the sky was getting dark. The sun slowly sank below the horizon, painting the sky with a fiery red sunset. Feeling a sense of grandeur, she waved her hand and said, "Let's go,

Mr. Reynolds reluctantly went with Phoebe to the roasted chicken restaurant. The driver felt awkward joining them at the same table, and Phoebe didn't insist. Instead, she asked the