Forbidden Passion

Chapter 173 Do You Want to Be with Me for the Rest of Your Life?

He was too close, especially as the hovering camera seemed to be filming them. Phoebe instinctively tilted her head, avoiding the overly intimate distance between them. Edward's eyes dimmed a bit. Phoebe, however, pretended not to notice his reaction. She deftly changed the subject, pointing to the boy in the center of the stage, saying, "Noah Myers. He often surprises me."

Edward looked at the boy. Noah Myers's face was slightly sweaty, and his eyeliner was drawn long, making him appear even more dazzling and attractive. "He's good-looking, and he dances beautifully," Edward genuinely complimented. Phoebe smiled faintly, "Yes, he's very different on stage compared to his usual self. Despite his strong performance now, he's really just a sweet and innocent boy in daily life."

Upon hearing her description, Edward couldn't help but take another look at Noah Myers. Noah Myers was handsome, with a good figure that was showcased as he danced. Each movement he made was to the point of perfection. The stadium occasionally erupted with the screams of fans. Fans from different groups were shouting the names of their idols; the noise was enough to overturn the stadium. Phoebe covered her ears and lightly laughed. Amidst the screaming, Edward said to Phoebe, "The fans are very enthusiastic."

Phoebe couldn't hear him clearly, so she just nodded and smiled. The performance on stage came to an end, so the host took the stage and began to announce the next act.

Edward looked at Phoebe with a smile, "Phoebe, do you remember the year we snuck off to see a concert?"

of high school. Just before the college entrance examinations, she was under a lot of pressure; she was afraid that she wouldn't get into her ideal school. She suffered from insomnia night after night,

group of die-hard fans. When they heard that the singer was retiring, everyone burst into tears, and she cried

eyes were swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse, but the negative emotions that had built up in her heart were swept

and then asked her, "Phoebe, do

"Phoebe?"

innocence and

punished by the teacher

taking me to skip class?" Phoebe asked

smiled, his gaze warm and tender. "I don't regret it. I would