Forbidden Passion

Chapter 144

His heart was just that irrationally biased.

Simply because, the person he wanted to protect from beginning to end was Vanessa alone. So no matter how much she argued her case, in his eyes, it was nothing more than sophistry.

She returned the vinegar bottle in her hand to its original place, turned off the stove with a stretch of her hand, and coldly said, "We're out of salt. I'm going down to the supermarket to buy some." After speaking, she passed by him and left the kitchen directly.

Phoebe grabbed her phone and headed straight out the door; the atmosphere was too oppressive, and if she stayed in that apartment any longer, she feared she'd fall apart.

Once she stepped outside, the night breeze caressed her cheeks, cooling them. Raising her hand to touch her face, she felt tears all over her palms. It was only then that she realized she had been crying. How pathetic, she thought.

Running out and hiding to cry, instead of confronting Theodore head-on and challenging Vanessa face to face. Sneaking away like this was really embarrassing.

walked to the pavilion in the middle of the community, sat down,

"Phoebe?"

came from behind, uncertain

dressed in sportswear, and the beads of sweat on his face

had regained her

and return late, so we probably haven't crossed paths before." Phoebe didn't expect Evan to live there too. She hurriedly stood up, "What a coincidence. I've never seen you before. Maybe

and said, "Won't it delay your night run?"

Evan around the artificial lake in the center of the community, "I really appreciate what you did that day in Riaca City. You must have reached the

sleep late at night when shooting night scenes. By the

two weeks. It healed a while ago," Phoebe remembered those shoes and said, "Those shoes were quite

laughed, "Doesn't it sound funny when you say it's been almost

why don't I treat you to a midnight snack, just to talk