Forbidden Passion

Chapter 142 He Brought Her Here

Phoebe's heart hurt. Seeing her silent, a sense of coldness washed over Edward. He smiled bitterly, "It's all right. I care about you, and I'll wait for you here." After saying that, he took a step back, clearing a path for her.Phoebe tightened her grip on her handbag and walked away without looking back.

The more resolute she walked, the more painful her heart felt. She shouldn't have hurt the affectionate Edward like this, but she had no choice. Because only her coldness could help him break free from this relationship as soon as possible.

Phoebe returned to the Imperial Apartment and opened the door. She immediately noticed a pair of high-heeled shoes lying at the entrance. She was familiar with those shoes, Vanessa wore them tonight. Her heart tightened, and she didn't even bother changing into slippers. She walked in wearing the higg heels.

The living room was empty, and she heard voices coming from the guest bathroom. There was laughter mixed in. She hurriedly walked towards the guest bathroom.

The door to the guest bathroom was wide open, and standing at the doorway, she immediately saw what was happening inside.

was sitting on a chair, her hair was wet and foamy. Theodore stood next to her, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows,

usually kept outsiders away from his private domain, had brought Vanessa to their marital apartment and was intimately washing her hair, afraid that others wouldn't know how well they

shrunk her neck and looked back, only to see Phoebe standing at

her, his face turned

wanting to see them so intimate. Her voice was cold. "I'm going to change clothes, you two carry on."With that, she turned and walked away. Theodore's jaw tightened. If it weren't for Vanessa's presence, he would have chased after her by

remove her makeup in her room. After changing her clothes, she felt hungry

and saw Theodore blow-drying Vanessa's hair. If anyone didn't know better, they would think the two of them were newlyweds, deeply in love. Phoebe's stomach-ache got even worse. She turned around and entered

out the sound of the hairdryer outside, faintly accompanied by the laughter of the two,

drowning out the noise from outside the kitchen, but