Forbidden Passion

Chapter 319 Is Theodore a Beast

Phoebe was a bit angry. 'He called me while he was with John, and I had sent John a message. So, the lie i just told was completely unnecessary.' Phoebe retorted, "I don't want to answer your call. What's wrong?"

Phoebe thought, 'Since you already know I am deliberately avoiding your call, there is no need to say more.'

Theodore chuckled and thought, 'Don't want to answer my call, but you could laugh so happily with another man, right? It used to be Edward. Now it's Noah, and it will never be my turn, right?' Phoebe's heart was trembling as she spotted the icy smirk on Theodore's face out of the corner of her eye. A strong hand grabbed her waist right away.

With a forceful pull, Theodore drew her into his arms.

His voice fell by her ear, tinged with anger. "Have I been too kind to you lately to allow you to forget who you are?"

Phoebe pressed her red lips tightly together and raised her hand to push him away, but he held her waist firmly and led her to a less crowded area.

She struggled harder as her mind raised alarms. She lowered her voice in anger. "Theodore, let go of me!"

"Impossible." Theodore sneered. "You forget who you are over the few days of freedom I assign. Now, I'll remind you of the consequences of making me angry."

He half-carried her to the parking lot, where his car was parked. The hazard lights flashed as he opened the door and pushed her into the back seat.

Phoebe immediately sat up from the seat and crawled towards the other door. As her hand reached the door handle, she felt a strong hand grab her ankle and pull her back.

"Theodore!" Phoebe hissed, kicking with all her might.

Theodore almost lost control of her. He leaned over, pressing her down, one leg pinning her flailing legs. He said in a low voice, "You can shout, call everyone over, and let them see you like this." Phoebe suddenly went limp.

When no one was around, anything could happen. When Theodore went crazy, he became utterly shameless.

the past three years, Theodore had constantly pushed the

dead, her tone cold. "If you're going to make love, hurry up. I still have to

resistance, Theodore sneered

by acting this way, I would

floor, a cigarette between

a few puffs, he looked

like a lazy sleeping beauty. Her makeup was

her and couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head abruptly, taking a deep drag on his

coughed so hard that tears

lay there for a while before recovering. She picked up her clothes

pain, she dressed and got out of the car from

at her. He sat in the back seat for a long time until the cigarette butt nearly burned

suddenly snapped

jacket, and draped it over his shoulder. He pulled out another cigarette, bit it between his lips, and, with a mischievous air, slid into the driver's seat. As he started the car, he dialed a number.

the restroom to tidy herself up. She let her hair down to cover the marks on her neck, applied some lipstick, and sprayed

at the corners of her eyes in the mirror, Phoebe showed no signs of

splashed a handful

private room, two chefs wearing tall hats were slicing fresh fish at the

in kimonos were serving dishes, their wooden clogs clacking crisply on the wooden floor, a sound that was clear

slid open the wooden door and entered, Noah immediately stood up, his socked feet on the floor, and reached out to take Phoebe's bag. "Phoebe, come on, we've been waiting for

the bite mark on her neck. He bit his lip, a sharp pain

around and saw Phoebe. "Come on, we've almost finished eating. We called you, but

He had been cheerful just a moment ago, but now he seemed lost and

Phoebe again but found