Forbidden Passion

Chapter 136 Following her

Phoebe turned to look at him, "If it doesn't bother you, then why are you here, slowing down my spending?"

Theodore still wore that smiling expression, more dazzling than the summer sun. He reached out and gently tugged at the hem of her clothes, "I came to see if you're still angry." "Angry?" Phoebe scoffed, "Even if I borrowed courage from the heavens, I wouldn't dare be angry with you. If you're looking for trouble, then I'm going back inside." She tried to leave, but Theodore pulled her back by the arm.

He had been rough with her a few days ago and had intended to apologize. He wasn't angry now as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. The gesture was tender and romantic, like a scene from a drama.

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and she struggled to wriggle out of his embrace, but Theodore didn't leave a sliver of space for her to escape. He rested his chin in the crook of her shoulder, softening his voice, "Can't you stop being mad at me?"

It was probably the first time he'd shown any weakness to her. His voice was soothing but stubborn, almost commanding.

Phoebe's struggle ceased.

Her heart felt as if it was soaked in water, sour and soft, and her eyes immediately reddened.

"Why are you trying to appease me? Go appease your first love. After all, whatever she does is right, and whatever I do is wrong."

words were more complaint than

bothered by what he'd said before. He said, "From now on, I won't interfere with the operations of QUEEN Entertainment." Phoebe

her to face him, looking down, "I always

persuaded, but then she thought of something and gently broke free from his

today, lowering his pride to coax her, just to

someone who kept work and personal

Vanessa disgusted her, she wouldn't mistreat her

But now...

sabotaged her efforts, and she couldn't continue to plan Vanessa's future career without any qualms like before. Theodore didn't find her petulance annoying; rather, he found

she was like still

back against the wall, watching her with a relaxed air, "Shall

my own,"

about I treat

refused without a second

"Jewelry?"