Forbidden Passion

Chapter 159 What's Going on with You Two?

Upon their return to the chic boutique, Phoebe and Theodore seemed to carry an aura that inevitably drew the gaze of others. Phoebe took a seat next to Cindy, catching a glimpse of Theodore settling behind her. A sudden tug on her sleeve drew her attention to Cindy, who leaned in and whispered, "What's going on with you two?" "Nothing special," Phoebe pushed her friend's face away, her gaze returning to the display, yet half her attention stayed on the man lurking behind her.

Cindy observed her friend, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"What are you really here for? The exhibition or me?"

"Of course, it's you. I can't afford Hermès," Cindy replied, settling back into her chair.

Phoebe stuffed a cheese ball into Cindy's mouth, "Stop with the blunt truths."

Cindy raised her eyebrows, her smile smug.

Just as Phoebe was about to jot some notes, she felt a kick on her chair. Ignoring it, her chair was kicked again. She spun around, glaring over her shoulder.

chair with his long legs sprawled out, slightly opened his mouth when their eyes

gaze darted to the plate of pastries in front of her and then back

turned back to the display. Disregarded, Theodore tapped a rhythmic

with a low voice,

half-open mouth, prompting

her limit, Phoebe obliged with a pastry, whispering fiercely,

look was stern, though lacking in

man who usually had a

he leaned in and nibbled on a pastry, his voice muffled by the tasty treat

nearly lethal. Phoebe turned away, yet the tips of her ears betrayed her with

expression bordering on despair. If they were this sweet together, why the tension? Theodore didn't stir up any more trouble afterwards and just quietly accompanied her through

they left the boutique, Cindy made an excuse to slip away; she was done hanging out with them for

a handsome face that made girls turn their heads as they passed by. Phoebe pursed her lips, "I'm in the mood for Italian food, I want to have some spicy