Forbidden Passion

Chapter 176 Have You Guys Had Enough?

For two long months, they had been locked in a silent standoff, a cold war of unspoken tension. During this time, Phoebe had been constantly on the move with Theodore, traversing the length and breadth of the country, and he had hardly

seen her.

Then, that incident happened.

That day, he had a premonition, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.

He called Phoebe, but no one answered. Then when he tried again, her phone was switched off. He called Theodore, and Theodore didn't answer either. He had a feeling that something had gone wrong. Half a month later, Phoebe asked to meet him and broke up with him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of knocking on the door brought Edward back to reality. He looked up at the door, the knocking sound becoming more and more piercing, revealing the person outside's irritable mood. Edward stood up and walked toward the door.

In just a few short steps, the knocking had turned into kicking. If it weren't for them trying to maintain their last bit of dignity, the person outside would probably be roaring by now.

opened the door before

stood outside the door, like a provoked lion. He lunged forward and

the door. He raised his hand to block but was still staggered back a few steps by the punch. He saw Theodore storm

think you're doing? You brought my wife to a hotel?" Theodore spat

eyes as he retorted, "Why? To do exactly what you did to my girlfriend. Is that so

clenched with a creaking sound, his body exuding a violent and irritable aura. His cold eyes swept over

against the light, the shadows making his handsome face look particularly grim,

was giving her to you and thinking you would make her happy. Now that Vanessa is back and since you two still have feelings for each other, you should let go of Phoebe." "Give her to me?" Theodore's lip curled into a mocking smile, "I earned her by my own merit; do I need you

by these words, and his face

his ear like a demon, "Edward, do you think we really lost control

it was her all along. That incident happened all because I wanted

at Theodore in anger, "I'll kill you, you bastard! How could you

cold. He easily held Edward's fist, and with little effort, threw him to the ground, sneering,

relationship a

uncontrollably bursting out. His eyes were so red that they