Forbidden Passion

Chapter 290 I Really Hate You!

Theodore's expression was grim, his fierce demeanor suggesting he might lash out at any moment. Phoebe shook her head at John, signaling for him to leave.

John had no choice but to turn and leave.

As soon as he reached the hallway, he saw several heads peeking out from the door of the anatomy room, all looking at him with anxious expressions, clearly worried about Phoebe.

Meanwhile, Phoebe remained seated, unfazed by Theodore's menacing gaze, calmly flipping through a file.

The next second, a large hand pressed down on the file; the man looked down at her from above, only now noticing she had two hair spirals on her head.

They say people with hair spirals are stubborn, and Phoebe had two. No wonder her stubbornness made him want to hit something.

"Where were you last night?" the man questioned coldly.

Unable to read the file, Phoebe leaned back in her chair, lazily looking at the man who was so close that she could smell the crisp scent of mint-his scent.

would make her blush and her heart race, but now

a mocking smile. "What do

don't have the patience to guess. I went to the Golden Apartment, but you weren't there." Theodore said furiously.

acted like she didn't care. She had even hit

Theodore. Why were you looking for me? Wouldn't it be

her close, his breath hitting her face. "Didn't that slap

innocent eyes burned with hatred, turning red. "Theodore, have I ever

'Hate?'

Theodore step back a few paces until his leg hit the edge of

his hand and took a few steps away. Seeing the unfamiliar pain on Theodore's face didn't bring her any satisfaction.

you right now. As for Vanessa, she can do whatever she wants; I won't care anymore." Phoebe said, turning

Looking at her cold and distant back,

told the truth. When did you start hating me? Was it the night I assaulted you or the moment you found out you were pregnant with my

the window, her eyes tinged

had eventually given in.