Forbidden Passion

Chapter 133 A Broken Heart

Theodore discerned the hidden meaning in her words, feeling as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart tighter and tighter. He warned, "Phoebe, you know what I hate to hear." "Theodore, if I really go all out, I won't need you!" Phoebe declared resolutely.

Marrying Theodore was initially for the sake of their child. She didn't bring up divorce later because of guilt, and she hadn't mentioned it now because she hadn't completely given up hope. But if he continued to break her heart, she was prepared to fight her way out of this marriage, even if it meant tearing off all pretenses.

Theodore's mind went blank, his chest tight with panic. As he watched her lips move, his only remaining thought was to silence her, to stop her from uttering more infuriating words. He closed his eyes briefly, then suddenly lowered his head.

Phoebe's lips were caught fiercely in his bite, sharp pain spreading to her scalp and exploding within her body. Her mind reacted swiftly.

She raised her hand to push him, but when she couldn't budge him, her anger flared, her chest heaving violently.

Theodore bit her mouth as if venting his anger, the taste of blood spreading between them.

sneer, her face marked with scorn. "Theodore, are you so starved for love?" His expression

Phoebe fearlessly continued, "If you're starved for love, why don't you go to your first love? She's

the last word into his ear, her

face. His blood seemed to reverse its flow, his eyes instantly reddening. His hand brutally

back what

words could pierce a hundred holes in one's heart, each bleeding profusely. Her rebellious spirit was ignited by him, the pent-up frustration of this

she felt inside, she wanted

"I won't!"

piece of flesh in the palm of Theodore's hand and refused to let go. Theodore winced

wetting again. She hugged herself, burying her face in her knees, her voice hoarse from