Forbidden Passion

Chapter 204 Make Him Leave

Mrs. Reynolds was taken aback; she never expected that Phoebe would one day suggest divorce. She set the glass down and held Phoebe's hand earnestly. "Phoebe, marriage is serious. You can't just throw around the idea of a divorce." Mrs. Reynolds thought Phoebe wanted a divorce because of a jealous fit over Theodore and Vanessa going to see the lotuses, leading to a huge argument between the couple the night before. Theodore, stubborn as he was, never had much talent for soothing anyone.

When things got heated, he simply let his actions speak, thinking he could keep Phoebe in check that way. But it had clearly backfired.

"I'm not speaking of divorce lightly; I..." Phoebe's voice trailed off as a chilling male voice cut through the air.

"Seems I didn't make my point clearly enough last night. You haven't learned your lesson."

Phoebe's head snapped up, and she saw Theodore, like an imposing sentinel, standing by the door with a cold and forbidding gaze. His eyes were menacing and cold, making her shiver just by meeting his gaze.

She had just learned a harsh lesson last night, and the very sight of him made her feel like she had just had an encounter with a ghost, sending chills of fear down her spine. "Mom, I don't want to see him. Please make him leave..." Mrs. Reynolds saw Phoebe's face drain of color and turned to glare at Theodore; her voice was cold and biting as she yelled, "Theodore, get out! Don't scare Phoebe!"

Theodore's lips were tightly pressed into a thin line. Phoebe had suddenly developed a fever in the middle of the night, and no matter how he tried, he couldn't wake her.

had to call their family doctor, who concluded that she had fainted due

and when she finally woke, his heart had settled at last, only to

face was ashen with anger; he was moments away from confronting her, demanding she

his ground until Mrs. Reynolds pointed an accusing finger at him. "Do I need to come

full of resentment and fury, he nonetheless turned and

realized that Phoebe looked terribly frail. She seemed so fragile, as if she might break at the slightest

Mrs. Reynolds, Phoebe began to

face in them -

gently on Phoebe's back, patting her softly, "Phoebe, you can tell me anything that's

help her. Theodore wouldn't let her go, no

could sense the helplessness and pain emanating from her and continued to gently pat Phoebe's back, "Phoebe, aside from divorce, I

divorce was nothing but impossible. So, the next best thing was to

bring up some food

"Okay."