Forbidden Passion

Chapter 257: Ordinary Times

Theodore stared at her with a particularly fierce look. His whole aura had changed, no longer indifferent but with a kind of fierce sharpness. His gaze on her was like that of a predator, wanting to devour her.

Phoebe sensed the difference in atmosphere keenly, and when she looked at him again, she felt like he was a lurking beast, which made her feel in danger.

She was about to step back when she saw his hands on the windowsill. He leaned forward slightly, and suddenly, his face came closer.

Phoebe was startled. Before she could move back, he had already taken half of the remaining pizza from her hand and put it in his mouth.

Phoebe exclaimed, "That's what I was eating."

Theodore's way of eating the pizza was particularly fierce, as if he were chewing on her bones. Phoebe's heart skipped, and she didn't know how she had provoked him again.

"I didn't even mind sharing your saliva, and now do I mind eating the pizza you've had?" Theodore leaned against the window and said it as if it were only natural.

heart skipped a beat. She held the chopsticks nervously for a moment and then lowered her head and

her take small bites of the pizza with a pink cotton flower pinned behind

hadn't noticed before, but he was actually wearing sportswear, probably just back from a run. There were sweat beads on his forehead, and the tip of his nose, and his whole body

for

black hair and

I ran

quite large, so running five laps meant covering several kilometers. No wonder even the tips of his hair were sweaty. Phoebe couldn't

to look at her. "Can you bring me a tissue? I'll wipe the sweat off my face and take

finished the pizza in her

sweat off his face; then, he wiped his neck and

neck, and when he tilted his head, his neck revealed a slender and attractive line,

moment, and she instinctively looked away. "Aren't you going to the company