Forbidden Passion

Chapter 241 Revelations Over Breakfast: Unraveling Connections

It wasn't a dream; he was really at Mr. Reynolds' house.

He messed up big time!

John quickly finished washing up, quietly opened the glass door, and stuck his head out to observe for a few seconds to make sure Theodore wasn't around. He immediately dashed out, intending to run before Theodore noticed. He didn't have the courage to have breakfast with Mr. Reynolds.

Even if it didn't choke him, he would have indigestion.

But as soon as he rushed out, he saw a handsome and tall man leaning by the sofa, holding a newspaper.

Upon hearing footsteps, he looked up. "Done washing up? Let's have breakfast."

John: "......"

me dead with

it on the rack before turning and heading towards the dining room. John clenched his fists and

other, and John was stiff all over, painfully awkward. His toes were so uneasy in his slippers that he might as well have been living in a mansion. He cleared his throat and asked the question that

his inner embarrassment and unease. He picked up his chopsticks and gestured for him to eat. "Don't be nervous. Phoebe and I brought

fell back onto the dining table with a "clatter". When he saw Theodore looking

cause you any

causing fear to well up inside him. Moreover, waking up and seeing the boss above him

world was ending. How was he supposed to respond

meal in silence, but with the boss sitting opposite him, he couldn't even remember how to swallow. Then he heard the boss say, "Phoebe

disbelief. "Ah?" Theodore stared at him and reiterated, "She is my wife. We have a marriage certificate. Regardless of what you think of her, this is where it

John quickly stood up, his hands shaking uncontrollably. "No, no, no,

a good impression of Phoebe before, once he found out she was Theodore's lover, he only treated her as his immediate superior, not daring to have any

remained indifferent. "It's

any intentions."