Forbidden Passion

Chapter 148 Phoebe, I will not let you off, just wait for it

She sneered, "I actually feel sorry for you; after all, you jeopardized your future just to frame me, and in the end, you couldn't even make him blame me a bit." Vanessa's face contorted in anger.

Suddenly, Phoebe grabbed her injured left hand, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes, "Actually, I kind of pity you. Do you want me to help you out?" Vanessa looked at her warily, trying to pull her hand back.

Only then did she realize how strong Phoebe was gripping her; she couldn't pull away at all. She looked at Phoebe in panic, "What are you going to do?"

"To help you," Phoebe said sweetly, then suddenly squeezed the palm of Vanessa's injured hand with force until fresh blood spurted out, staining the bandage red. Only then did Phoebe leisurely withdraw her hand. She looked at Vanessa's face twisted in pain and whitened, "There, now you can go to Theodore and play the victim."

After speaking, she wiped the blood from her hands onto Vanessa's white nightgown and even gave her a provocative glance.

"Don't be too grateful."

Shaking all over with pain, Vanessa glared at Phoebe's retreating back. "Phoebe, I will not let you off, just wait for it." "Bring it on."

without looking

complexion deathly pale from pain. She never expected Phoebe to pull such a

taken out her anger on Vanessa, Phoebe felt much better. After washing up, she lay in bed, staring blankly

half awake, she felt someone push open the bedroom door. She rolled her eyes toward the entrance and saw Vanessa tiptoeing

a gleaming kitchen knife, which under the moonlight emitted a

fixated on Vanessa. She wanted to speak but could make no sound; she tried to sit

could do was watch as Vanessa raised the knife and fiercely chopped towards

"Ah!"

kitchen knife, and she wasn't splattered with blood. Gasping, sweat

dream had felt so real, as if she

reached up to

it was

of any