Forbidden Passion

Chapter 178 Theodore, Let Me Go

"Phoebe, stop talking nonsense!" Mrs. Ziegler scolded. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and lowered her voice to ask, "Tell me the truth, do you still have feelings for Edward?"

Phoebe sneered, "Do I even have the right to like him?"

"What's wrong with you tonight? Every word I say, you retort," Mrs. Ziegler was also annoyed. She stood up and pointed at Phoebe in rebuke. "What have I done to wrong you? When you were pregnant and wanted to be a single mother, did you ever consider the gossip behind your back, or what you'd say when your child grows up and asks why they don't have a father like everyone else?"

"I don't want to argue about these stale and trivial matters," Phoebe buried her face into the pillow again, her temples throbbing. "I have a headache; please go to sleep. I beg you."

Mrs. Ziegler took a deep breath, looking at Phoebe's pale face, which was partially exposed from the pillow. She couldn't bear to see her like this. She went to the kitchen to prepare hangover soup.

In a short while, she came out with the hangover soup, placing it on the coffee table, "Drink some when it cools down, or you'll feel terrible tomorrow."

Phoebe didn't move or say anything.

standing there for a while, she turned back to her room, picked up

side of the road. After learning that Phoebe had gone to

seat. Hidden in the shadows, his face was full of desolation. He had indeed been a bit

learned that Edward had taken Phoebe away,

been suppressed in his heart for two and a half years, the resentment towards Phoebe, and the fear of the unknown,

didn't want to think about it, but those unbearable images

up, chain her to the bed for a

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know when she fell asleep. When she woke up,

made it difficult for her to open her eyes. She raised her hand to cover her eyes,

size of a thumb. She was so shocked that she sat up instantly, only to be pulled back by the chain. The

ankles being pulled by the chain, she

voice came

her head sharply and saw a tall and slender figure leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window. She squinted her eyes; the sunlight poured on him, but it couldn't dispel the evil aura around him. Phoebe struggled a few times, and the chains jingled; it was a