Forbidden Passion

Chapter 127 Breakfast

The man's broad shoulders and long legs made the break room cramped as he entered, still dressed in last night's loungewear. His clothes were wrinkled, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance. Phoebe's gaze landed on his handsome face; his jaw was slightly shadowed with stubble, probably from not shaving, and his eyes were bloodshot with redness. He looked utterly worn out.

Phoebe had rarely seen him like this, not even when the shareholders had banded together to force him out of the management of Reynolds Group had he appeared so haggard.

Theodore strode in with his long legs and sat down at the long table,"Give me a coffee."

Phoebe pressed her lips together, took two cups of coffee, and pushed one across the table to him. She held the other cup as she sat down opposite him. The air was filled with an awkward silence. Phoebe took a sip of her coffee and looked at the silent man across from her, "Did you sleep at the office last night?"

Theodore glanced at her, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "Do you even care where I sleep?"

a street pastry. Theodore watched her eat with relish, hesitated for a moment, then

you don't make breakfast?"

places outside of Imperial Apartment. I've tried almost all

yourself?" Theodore took a sip of coffee to wash away

"Yeah."

raised an eyebrow at her, "I remember when you first joined the company, you were quite popular. Didn't any

secret. Later, after her miscarriage, she returned to the company and was directly transferred to the president's secretarial office. At that time, she had to do her job well and cater to this demanding man, leaving no time to foster friendships with

were some at first, but not later,"

Edward in

even more so by her absence. He