Forbidden Passion

Chapter 121 You owed me!

The water in the pot started boiling, and Phoebe was about to put the noodles in when the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open. A tall and straight figure stood at the doorway. "We haven't eaten either."

Phoebe's hand paused, "I'm boiling plain noodles, not fit for your refined palate. You can order takeout."

Theodore leaned against the door, his gaze faint. "Phoebe, don't be ungrateful."

Phoebe exerted force and the noodles broke into several pieces. She raised an eyebrow at Theodore, a provocation evident in her eyes. "So, I'm ungrateful. What can you do to me?" Theodore squinted, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips. "I see you've forgotten the consequences after three days of arrogance."

Phoebe sneered, "Theodore, I tolerate you because we never had a mistress between us. But now that you brought Vanessa home without even saying hello to me, do you think I have no temper at all?" "Never had a mistress?" Theodore pondered on these words with a teasing tone, his voice deep. "Wasn't Edward a mistress?"

Phoebe's face turned pale. "There was nothing between me and him."

"Then tell me, what 'nothing' exactly?"

"The relationship would sleep on the same bed?" Theodore's eyes were full of mockery.

Phoebe froze.

to say?" Theodore

inside. She softly

voice carried a hint of resentment. "Phoebe, remember this, you owe me, and you won't be able to repay it in

eyes welled up with heat, she actually wanted to ask him

herself to ask, afraid of making a

the milk pot in silence, took out a large pot and filled it with water, placing it on the

and watched for a while. His emotions seemed to calm down, and he said in a deep voice, "You injured Vanessa's hand, and she will

that I injured her hand?" Phoebe looked

I saw it with my own

own eyes doesn't necessarily mean it's the truth. Ultimately, you only believe what you see, so you didn't even bother to ask me what happened back then before you blamed

for me? It's like a weasel paying a New Year's greeting to a chicken. Everyone knows what

cold and beautiful face. There was a

something I didn't do. But Mr. Reynolds, with your wisdom and intelligence, why don't you think about who benefits