Forbidden Passion

Chapter 300 The Man Who Moves Her Heart

Theodore gently raised his hand and stroked Phoebe's face. His force was too gentle And Phoebe felt a bit itchy in her sleep. She rubbed her face, buried it in her arms, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Theodore was so scared by Phoebe's continuous movements that he dared not even breathe until she fell back into a deep sleep. Then he let out a long breath, his heart beating very fast. He squatted on the ground, looked at Phoebe for a while, then stood up and bent over to pick Phoebe up in his arms; his movements were very light, afraid of waking her up. Theodore carried her back to bed, helped her take off her coat, and covered her with a blanket.

He stood by the bed for a while, then turned and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom door closed, and the sound of showering came from inside. However, Phoebe, who was supposed to be deep asleep, slowly opened her eyes.

In fact, she was not in a deep sleep. She woke up when Theodore sat up.

She just didn't want to face him, so she pretended to be asleep.

Theodore, who was drunk and childish, everything he did was unconscious, but the sober him was cold and ruthless, a glance could hurt Phoebe's heart.

Listening to the sound of the shower, Phoebe fell asleep again, not even knowing when Theodore came out.

The next day, when Phoebe woke up, she was still a bit sleepy in bed. Feeling a heaviness on her waist, she reached into the blanket and touched an arm.

She turned to look to the side, seeing Theodore's calm sleeping face. He had thick and curly eyelashes, and he looked handsome while sleeping.

People actually looked less attractive when they were asleep, but Phoebe felt that the sleeping Theodore was less aggressive, like an angel, more vibrant, which made her heart flutter. She pursed her lips, thinking she was really hopeless.

Theodore had slapped her just the day before. How tolerant did she need to be to be moved by him again?

her gaze, gently moved the arm resting on her

market for breakfast and then walked to the

in the office and

luxury, just like Theodore. She tried to touch it as little as possible to avoid getting

wanted to

the piano room, which was spotless, the piano facing the floor-to-ceiling window, the morning sunlight streaming in, covering

the piano lid, gently ran her fingers over the keys, tested the sound, and then sat on the piano stool. From here,

practiced over the years

another, the notes flying in

playing that many people outside the piano room didn't even know she

them feel relaxed.

when they looked into the piano room, they saw a figure with their back

the piano. She played just as well as Vanessa, even better because it was more casual due to not being a

dare to speak, afraid of disturbing Phoebe, lest they couldn't hear such wonderful piano music

of the company crowded at the door, all excitedly watching her. And behind

up, Phoebe's cheeks were slightly flushed as she

Fitzroy playing..." The person hadn't finished speaking, but she was hit

saying, "Let's all

leave, they caught sight of Evan. Even with a mask and a duckbill cap, his highly recognizable eyes couldn't be

by Evan's handsome face ;and saw the real

drama industry. They were equally popular. Some people took out their phones to try to sneak a photo. But John, who had sharp eyes, noticed

door, smiling at Phoebe. "I don't expect Miss Ziegler to play the piano." Phoebe walked

too modest," Evan