Forbidden Passion

Chapter 221 Why Should I Care about Her Feelings

Lips pursed tightly. Phoebe watched them with a gloomy gaze.

Vanessa was soaked, her misery akin to a drowned rat, with a cheek swollen so severely that no pretense was necessary to convey her pitiful state.

"Theodore, I'm so heartbroken, my parents kicked me out," Vanessa looked up at him, her expression wretched, her beautiful face streaked with water, rain and tears indistinguishable.

Theodore's brow knit together slightly. "What happened?" he asked.

Vanessa bit her lower lip hard, shook her head vigorously, and looked at Theodore with pitiful eyes. "I've been such a disappointment, made them mad. Theodore, I have nowhere else to go. Can you take me in?"

Theodore eyed her swollen face, his expression one of hesitation. Though he had multiple properties to his name, only the Imperial Apartment and the Westside Villa were truly livable. Neither seemed the right place to shelter Vanessa. Yet, leaving her to fend for herself didn't sit well with him either.

from his embrace and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't

the rain, Theodore stopped her, "Hold on. It's late and pouring out there. I can't let you go like this. Come to

back to Theodore, allowed a sly smirk to cross her face, which he couldn't see. She turned around, feigning unease, "Theodore, you don't have to force yourself. I don't want to cause you any trouble." "It's no trouble.

not too far behind Theodore, her eyes flickering slightly, "Miss Ziegler

lips pressed together in a thin line, recalling Phoebe's words outside the Starbucks earlier. He scoffed, "Why should I care

lights of the lobby and against the backdrop of the relentless rain, Phoebe's face was pale as a sheet. Despite the loud rain, she could hear Theodore's dismissive words

afar, her triumph as evident as a victorious general returning from battle, yet she maintained her waif-like demeanor before Theodore.

and wrapped an arm around Vanessa's shoulders as they walked into

distance, Phoebe's heart twisted in discomfort. He had never cared about her feelings. He didn't need her

do you even have a heart?'