Forbidden Passion

Chapter 223 She Won't Stoop So Low

However, lifting her gaze, she met Theodore's icy stare. It was as if he was accusing her of siccing Mrs. Reynolds on Vanessa

With a smirk, Phoebe ignored Theodore's silent accusations and Vanessa's ploy. She walked over to Mrs. Reynolds, saying, "Mom, you're soaked. Go take a hot shower and change." "Always thoughtful, my dear Phoebe," Mrs. Reynolds said, casting a glance at Vanessa before retiring to the master bedroom with Phoebe.

Phoebe picked out a dress for her, one from a recent impulse buy at Hermès after a spat with Theodore.

She had been meaning to bring it to the Reynolds Mansion and now, the opportunity was perfect.

Mrs. Reynolds, noticing the tag still on, unfolded the dress and admired it. "This is gorgeous, exactly my style."

Phoebe flashed a smile. "Spotted it while shopping with Cindy and it screamed your name. Bought it before anyone else could."

you'd pour half this effort on Theodore, things might not be so rocky between you two." Phoebe paused, taken

swooned away by someone else. What would you do then?"

in the younger couple's space, but given the suddenness of the situation, she wasn't too fussy about decorum. Phoebe stood frozen in the center of the bedroom. The air conditioning was cranked up high, making the damp clothes clinging to her body both cold and uncomfortable. She sneezed

door, than she was forcefully pushed inside. The door then shut behind her

her came the suppressed, angry breaths of a man. "Phoebe, you call my

had been struggling, stopped at his words. That's just great, she thought,

sense of reason or fairness, accused her of ulterior motives? She can't, and she won't stoop so low.' Phoebe thought.

laughter only irritated

how highly you think of yourself. I couldn't care less about you. Why would I bother calling your mom to vent for me? Is it

and penetrating, and the hand on her back

remembered the harsh words he had

It's pointless