Forbidden Passion

Chapter 232 How Could Theodore Humiliate Her Like That?

Phoebe, in high spirits, took a bite of her meat, her eyes twinkling at Theodore, "What else? I'm just in a good mood."

Mrs. Reynolds couldn't help but laugh, infected by Phoebe's grin, "Theodore, you worry too much, even about why your wife smiles." Theodore was speechless.

She had the look of a cat who'd just caught a canary, how could he not be concerned?

However, the words "your wife" hit close to home, marking Phoebe as his in a way no one could contest.

He pointed a finger at her, warning, "Don't let me find out you've been up to no good."

Phoebe stuck out her tongue at him playfully, as if to say even if she had been naughty, he wouldn't know.

Theodore almost let out a combination of frustration and laughter at her childish gesture, especially when he caught sight of her pink tongue.

you two cut it out and

and even though Vanessa wasn't

but didn't touch Theodore's favorite cream of potato soup.

don't want any!" Phoebe's refusal was

offended, "Soup isn't poison. I

reached for her bowl, Phoebe slapped his hand away with a

her face showing a mix of glee and anticipation for the unfolding drama. She had, indeed, intentionally aimed to seduce Theodore under the table. She had carefully judged the distance, knowing

and shame through her as this was by far the most daring thing she had

almost screamed out loud. Seeing the man's handsome face unchanged by the incident, she felt a mix of humiliation and

Theodore humiliate

noticed the toothpick lodged in the top of her foot and paused in confusion. She clearly remembered Theodore hadn't handled a toothpick-only Phoebe had... She quickly realized it

That bitch!

toothpick sticking out of her foot, not budging throughout her walk, a testament to the viciousness of Phoebe's attack. Wincing in pain, she pulled out the toothpick, and a

earth had Phoebe seen her trying to seduce Theodore? The tablecloth should have hidden everything beneath the table, otherwise, Vanessa would