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?

withdrew her gaze, gently moved the arm resting on

to the

back in the office and

the piano. To her, the piano was a luxury, just like Theodore. She tried

she wanted to play

the floor-to-ceiling window, the morning sunlight streaming in, covering the floor with scattered

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

had practiced over the years were all

the notes flying

room didn't even know she was there. They were immersed in her

entered the company, they heard the melodious piano music. The beautiful music made them feel relaxed. They thought it was Vanessa who was in a good mood playing

into the piano room, they saw a figure with

as well as Vanessa, even better because it was more casual due to not being a

dare to speak, afraid of disturbing Phoebe,

many employees of the company crowded at the door, all excitedly watching her. And behind the employees stood a

up, Phoebe's cheeks were slightly flushed as she

playing..." The person hadn't finished speaking, but she was hit by a colleague next to her. She suddenly realized his inappropriate words, bit her lip, and looked

didn't mind, saying,

they caught sight of Evan. Even with a mask and a duckbill cap, his highly

handsome face ;and saw the real

industry. They were equally popular. Some people took out their

left reluctantly. Only Evan remained leaning against the door, smiling at Phoebe. "I don't expect Miss Ziegler to play the

too modest,"