Forbidden Passion

Chapter 192 Our Relationship Is Filled with Affection, But We Always Maintain Proper Boundaries

Phoebe walked in, only to see Vanessa hurriedly pulling away from Theodore's embrace, her face still wet with tears. It was a pitiful sight.

She looked at the two expressionlessly, "It seems I have returned at an inopportune time and disturbed your intimate moment."

Theodore sat on the sofa, motionless as his gaze sharply pierced her, "What did you say?"

Phoebe sneered and headed towards the bedroom.

Vanessa bit her lip in distress, quickly blocked Phoebe's path, and began pleading in a pitiful tone, "Miss Ziegler, please don't misunderstand, Theodore and I aren't what you think."

"Oh," Phoebe looked at her coldly, "It seems you can read minds, Miss Fitzroy. You clearly must know what I'm thinking, so, tell me, what do you think I'm thinking?"

"Just..." Vanessa glanced at Theodore, but her look seemed to give more away than intended, "We weren't about to kiss. I was just too emotional, and Theodore was trying to comfort me. You interrupted us as soon as you came in." Her words seemed straightforward at first, but they didn't hold up to scrutiny. Essentially, she was implying that they would have kissed if Phoebe hadn't returned.

Phoebe laughed coldly, "I'm really sorry; I came back too soon. Why don't you two continue?"

she looked as if she had

her lips, "If you two are attracted to each other, you can just find a hotel outside and do whatever you want!" "Phoebe!" Theodore

shed tears, "Miss Ziegler, you really misunderstood us. Even though I still love Theodore in my

laughed out of anger. Vanessa's use of "our" was quite clever, automatically

I doubt you care about boundaries. If I hadn't returned, what

was still

by, but as long as she lowered her voice, he wouldn't

whispered a few words, "Of course, we were

sentence fell softly in Phoebe's ear, stinging her

thinking, she slapped Vanessa across

a "smack," the room

Vanessa, shouting, "Vanessa, you're so cheap!" Vanessa was stunned by the slap. Her cheek was burning and was

face, looking pitifully at Phoebe, "Why...

could reply, Theodore, who had

with her back,