Forbidden Passion

Chapter 163 Indeed, a Man's Words Couldn’t be Trusted.

The two returned to the Imperial Apartment, where Vanessa was reading a magazine in the living room. Hearing the door open, she turned her head to look.

Upon seeing the pair enter together, the somber atmosphere that had hung between them for the past few days had dissipated, replaced now by a sense of ease and comfort.

She frowned, puzzled by what could have happened in the course of a day to bring about such a dramatic change in their relationship. A sense of crisis suddenly surged in her heart.

Noticing the pair changing their shoes, Vanessa's sharp eyes caught sight of the paper bag in Theodore's hand. She leaned over the back of the sofa and asked, "Theodore, what did you buy?" "Cupcakes, made by Phoebe," Theodore replied, his expression unreadable.

Vanessa saw them come back together and understood without a doubt that it must have been Phoebe who dragged Theodore to make cupcakes. A sour feeling welled up inside her; no wonder he hadn't replied to her calls or messages. He had been busy making cupcakes.

How playful of them!

She felt upset inside, but her face didn't show it. As Theodore approached with the paper bag, she reached out her hand, "I haven't eaten much tonight; I'll have a cupcake."

pursed his lips, glanced at Phoebe, and

corner of her eye, and

shoes, without a glance at them, she

put them in the microwave for a minute, staring at the

fact that Theodore had given them to Vanessa upon returning still made her feel uncomfortable. Her heart, which

words couldn't

and saw Vanessa eating

of Theodore and then sat down on

hair this morning. Is

inwardly. There was a saying that went, 'It's easy to invite a god but hard to send one away.' It couldn't be truer. Was Vanessa planning to use her hand injury as an excuse to stay here

she have no

and then picked up her phone to call the doctor. Vanessa didn't even have time to object. She glared at Phoebe, who was feigning