Forbidden Passion

Chapter 155 Do You Want Me to Dig up Our Marriage Certificate?

Theodore heard the underlying defiance in her tone. His heart clenched as if it were in an invisible vise, tightening with each beat. He warned her, "Phoebe, you know what I hate to hear." "Theodore, if I decide to go all in, know this-I can live without you!" Phoebe's resolution was categorical.

Marrying Theodore had been for the sake of their child. She hadn't pressed for divorce out of guilt, and now, her silence was not out of resignation, but because she hadn't given up hope entirely. But if he continued to break her heart, she would fight her way out of this marriage one way or another.

Theodore felt dazed; it was like his chest was being constricted. While gazing at her trembling lips, the one thought he could muster was to silence her, to stop her from spouting these infuriating words. He closed his eyes briefly, then abruptly leaned in.

Her lips were caught in a punishing kiss, the sharp pain radiating to her scalp before exploding within her. Phoebe's mind raced to respond.

She pushed against him with all her might but to no avail, anger fueled her struggle as her chest heaved.

Theodore bit down hard, a vengeful bite, which lasted until the taste of blood mingled in their mouths.

her lips as she sneered, "Theodore, are you starved

you're so desperate for love, why not go to your first love? She's right across, waiting for you

this sentence venomously; it

His blood felt

and he ruthlessly bit down

back what you said,

Phoebe could be so cutting with her words. When she aimed for your

spirit flared up, fueled by his provocation. For too long, she'd been suffocating under the weight of her own resentment. Now, it burst forth with a vengeance.

"No!" She cried out.

his manly pride was fully ignited, especially after her crude remarks had pricked at him. His eyes reddened, and he breathed heavily, seething with anger. Sitting crumpled on the floor,

another woman and treat her