Forbidden Passion

Chapter 194 She Can't Wait to Move in

After Phoebe swallowed her medicine, her face turned pale from bitterness.

She almost retched several times, but held it back, not wanting to give the two onlookers any satisfaction.

She took a frying pan out and placed it on the stove, then fetched a steak, broccoli, eggs, and butter from the refrigerator.

The kitchen was semi-open, and as Phoebe began to cook the steak on one side, Theodore was applying ice on Vanessa on the other side near the fridge.

When Phoebe entered, Theodore withdrew his hand, leaving Vanessa to apply the ice herself. He leaned against the sink, silent.

The atmosphere was awkward, but no one left the kitchen, as if leaving first would mean admitting defeat.

As the oil heated up, Phoebe put the steak in the pan. The oil sizzled as it hit the water, and the aroma of the meat began to fill the room. Phoebe skillfully cooked the steak while blanching the broccoli in boiling water. In less than ten minutes, dinner was ready.

Even if an egg was not fried to his liking, he would find

carried the steak towards the dining table. Theodore furrowed his brows, and as Phoebe was about to pass

prepare food for

to cook for you two as

home, it's basic manners to give them something to eat as well. Didn't your mother teach

really determined to make her suffer in front of Vanessa

a guest? It seems like

the plate in Phoebe's hand fell to the ground with a crash, scattering the steak, eggs, and broccoli all over the floor. Phoebe looked at the mess on the floor as her fists clenched

her head, pointing her beautiful eyes, filled with rage, at his handsome face, "Theodore, are you looking

just looking for trouble; he wished he could strangle her then and there, "Phoebe,

She barely had a moment to breathe before she found

was impossible for her

heave violently and the air around her seemed to thin, making it hard for her to breathe. She gritted

by a strong hand. This time with so much force that Phoebe felt like