Forbidden Passion

Chapter 265 Saved

'What should I do?' She brooded.

She was unable to call for help. She looked at the middle-aged man who was close by, his breath reeking of alcohol and a nauseating stench. She watched as he unbuckled his belt, a glimmer of hope emerging from her despair. She had given up resistance and struggle. Thompson seemed to sense her change in attitude, released his grip on her leg, and reached for the zipper. It was then that Phoebe suddenly bent her legs and delivered a fierce blow, causing Thompson to scream in pain and roll away.

Phoebe's strike hit its mark, and as she heard Thompson's cries, she felt a sense of relief. However, she knew she couldn't afford to pass out. The crisis was not yet averted, and the consequences would be dire if she lost consciousness. She struggled to sit up and saw her bag, which had fallen into a corner during the chaos. Her phone was inside, her only hope for help. Phoebe crawled toward it.

malice, and watched as Phoebe made her way to the door, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Alright, Phoebe, if you insist on making me resort

pain. Before she could react, her hair was roughly grabbed, forcing her head up, and then she was slapped hard across the face. The sound of the slap echoed in her ears, her vision blurred, and her body went numb, but it wasn't over yet. Thompson gripped her hair

the door was kicked open from the outside, and Phoebe vaguely heard a

she feared the most, but now it became her salvation, her

swollen cheeks and bloodied lips, it was clear she had suffered a great deal of violence. He was filled with rage and kicked Thompson to the ground. He carefully picked up Phoebe. His heart ached at the sight of

quickly, and Theodore placed Phoebe in his arms.