Forbidden Passion

Chapter 243 Vanessa’s Plot

Phoebe turned around and returned to her office. Just as she sat down, John knocked on the door and entered. Perhaps he was still affected by Theodore's words this morning, as he didn't dare to meet Phoebe's eyes directly.

"Miss Adams, there are a few documents that need your signature."

"Okay, just leave them here," Phoebe said, then looked him over. Seeing him avoiding her gaze, she smiled gently. "What's wrong?"

John was a bit flustered. "N-nothing."

Phoebe took out a box of Pepto-Bismol chewable tablets from her bag and pushed it towards him. "I bought this for you last night. But you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't wake you up. Eat one now, it will make your stomach feel better."

John said thank you and held it in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he apologized to Phoebe. "I'm sorry."

Phoebe blinked. "Why are you suddenly apologizing to me?"

"Mr. Reynolds told me this morning that you two are married. I used to misunderstand that you were his... anyways, I'm sorry, Miss Adams. I knew you weren't that kind of person." John blurted out, worried that Phoebe would be unhappy because of his misunderstanding.

Phoebe was stunned again.

Theodore thinking? Why would he admit their

smiled. "It's okay, you're not the first person to misunderstand me. But let's not let others know

John didn't understand. "Why?"

that question for you at

and thought to himself that she must have some difficult situation that she didn't want to openly discuss her marriage

dinner party, faced with Mr. Grey and their tricks, she could have used Theodore as her shield. But she didn't, which shows that she

was still the Phoebe he admired, but now, he didn't even dare

was hungover

John nodded and left.

phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, her eyebrows furrowed. She picked

you remember that you're scheduled to start filming next

if she ruined her own chances of fame, so

are you going

acting skills? I'm pretty good. That old lady who disliked me playing Mr. Black deliberately tried to sabotage me." Vanessa had a reason for not attending acting classes. In the first lesson, Prof. Clark had her perform with the