Forbidden Passion

Chapter 275 Discharged

A frown creased Theodore's brow as he questioned, "Phoebe, do you harbor some misunderstanding about Vanessa?"

His words stirred a tumult within Phoebe, exacerbating her discomfort. She responded with a sneer, "Let's just call it a misunderstanding then. I'm feeling rather fatigued. Have the discharge procedures been finalized?"Theodore studied her for a moment before speaking with grave seriousness. "Vanessa is a kind soul. She wouldn't even harm an ant, let alone you. Please don't perceive her in such a light. She's aware it would distress you." Phoebe was left speechless.Theodore's naive understanding of Vanessa was the reason he could utter such words.

her heart like a needle."I want to be discharged," she declared. Theodore, looking at her helplessly, handed her a towel to prevent her clothes from getting wet and said, "Alright, Lawton has already taken care of the

fallen snow. She wouldn't even harm an ant, so how could she possibly be scheming against her? If Phoebe were to contest this, it would only result in humiliation and leave her feeling even more frigid.Fortunately, Lawton soon returned with the completed discharge papers. As Phoebe rose from the bed, Theodore extended a hand to assist her, but she evaded him. His hand hung in mid-air, and a chill permeated the room.Sensing the tension, Lawton quickly gathered the luggage and made his way out of the ward. "Theodore, Mrs. Reynolds, I'll go start the car and wait for you," he said, before making a swift exit. Once they were alone, Theodore became more assertive. He slipped one hand under Phoebe's armpit and the other beneath her knees, lifting her into

in her ear, "What's wrong with you?"Phoebe bit her lip and remained silent. She didn't want to further irritate him, lest she speak ill of the person he cared for, which would only make her appear unreasonable. Theodore, unable to comprehend her current mood, refrained from saying much. He simply carried her out of the ward. The journey home was a silent one, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken words. Lawton drove in the front, sitting rigidly upright, not daring to steal a glance in the rearview mirror. Upon reaching the Imperial Apartment, they drove straight to the underground parking lot and stopped in front

his destination. She silently collected her luggage and walked into the elevator. Theodore watched as the elevator doors slowly closed. He retrieved a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it, and allowed some of his frustration to dissipate.Once he

referred to was the one where Phoebe had