Forbidden Passion

Chapter 180 Is This You Shooting Me with Cupid's Arrow?

Phoebe was so desperate that she was on the verge of tears. She weighed the humiliation of begging him versus the humiliation of wetting the bed and finally decided on the lesser of two evils. "I beg you," Phoebe murmured. Theodore slightly turned his head, "Speak up; I can't hear you." Phoebe gritted her teeth, but she was really desperate. She had no choice but to say, "I beg you, please unlock me."

"Bad attitude, try again."

Phoebe closed her eyes. She had reached her limit of endurance. She was now at his mercy and had to degrade herself even more. Her tone softened, "Please, I beg you."

Theodore finally seemed satisfied. He looked at her, "Will you still secretly meet Edward in the future?"

"No."

Only then did Theodore stand up, take the key, and unlock the chain. Phoebe's bladder was about to burst. She sat up, her body stiffening for a moment, and then tears suddenly flowed down uncontrollably. Theodore was taken aback. He then seemed to realize something, bent over to pick her up, and hurried to the bathroom, setting her on the toilet.

Phoebe covered her face with her hands, her tears wetting her palms. She felt so ashamed that she didn't want to see anyone, "Get out!"

walked out, "I'll prepare some clothes for you. Take a

in her embarrassment, grabbed something and threw it at him, not knowing whether it

in her hands, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand. She hated Theodore to

on the toilet for a long time until someone knocked on the glass door of the bathroom. Only then did she lift

the door, "Phoebe, I ordered takeout.

at the glass door with gritted teeth. She didn't want

a low voice, "There's nothing I haven't seen of you. Come out, I won't laugh at you." "Get

heard this word "get lost", full of shame and anger. Without thinking, he knew that her face must be blushing

I'm going out for a bit. Hurry up and come

while longer until

a while to make sure Theodore was gone before she opened the door and

eating, she continued to act like an ostrich for a while before going upstairs to find her phone. She had been missing for half a day; she didn't know

one after another. The person who called

Myers's work plan for the next period, and then hung up the phone. She opened