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."

more complaint than

knew she was still bothered by what he'd said before. He said, "From now on, I

her shoulders, turning her to face him, looking down, "I always keep my

then she thought of something and gently broke free from his grip, "I don't want to

his pride to coax her, just to make her go back to

who kept work and personal life

matter how Vanessa disgusted her, she

But now...

career without any qualms like before. Theodore didn't find her petulance annoying; rather, he found this spirited side of her

before, when she was like still water,

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

buy my own,"

about I treat you to something

without

"Jewelry?"