Forbidden Passion

Chapter 235 May Just be Mischief Afoot

"Did Mom leave?" Theodore asked, his unfamiliarity with the task at hand highlighting how much he was trying to impress Vanessa. Phoebe hummed an affirmative.

Theodore looked up, but the steam blurred her features, hiding her expression from him. Even if he could see it clearly, it likely wouldn't have been the reaction he wished for. "What are you standing there for?" he asked.

Holding her cup, Phoebe replied matter-of-factly, "I'm watching you do the dishes."

The tone in her voice was indistinguishable from someone observing a monkey's antics at the circus.

At that, Theodore felt his fists clench.

Theodore glared at her with a hint of aggression in his eyes. "If you've got nothing better to do, come and put these bowls in the sanitizer," he commanded.

him, "I'm hydrating here, and I've got chats to catch

was around, as if the air itself between Phoebe and Theodore became a barrier, isolating her.

it came to Theodore's attitude towards Phoebe the worse he treated her, the more it seemed he didn't consider her

wished he would snap at her like he did with Phoebe, instead of treating her

aloof - that

spotted a band-aid on Vanessa's exposed ankle. She expressed her surprise,

You need to ask? Don't act as if you don't know when

glanced at Vanessa instinctively,

off the memory, Vanessa muttered, "It's nothing," while she slipped her foot further into her slipper. "Are you sure it's nothing?" Phoebe

seemed to cut

anxiously, "It's

acclimating well to our environment. You've only been back for a little over