Forbidden Passion

Chapter 327 Donovan Goes Missing

Theodore suddenly had a naughty thought. He lifted his leg and pressed his entire body against hers. He was tall and strong, like a mountain weighing down on her. Their skin touched intimately.

Using this trick on Phoebe always worked like a charm. Except... he underestimated his attraction to her. Phoebe let out a painful scream as he pressed down on her.

Without bothering to pretend to be asleep, she started struggling with all her might.

"Get... off me... I... can't... breathe..." she said haltingly, struggling to get the words out. She even suspected Theodore was trying to murder her early in the morning. Theodore suddenly got off her, rolled over, and sat beside her, pulling the blanket over his lower body. He looked odd.

Phoebe gulped a few breaths of fresh air before, at last, stopping. She turned to glare at him.

When their eyes met in the air, Phoebe's peripheral vision caught sight of his well-defined abs, causing her cheeks to flush red.

They almost never woke up still lying in bed together, especially not in such a weird and awkward situation.

Usually, Phoebe would be fully dressed for bed and wake up earlier than Theodore, so scenes like today were almost unheard of.

Now, getting up and dressing in front of Theodore was something she couldn't do.

Theodore, for some awkward reason, half-leaned against the headboard, not moving, creating a strange silence.

The awkwardness between them ended when the phone rang.

It was Theodore's phone.

When Theodore turned to grab his phone, Phoebe quickly took the opportunity to hold her pajamas from beside the pillow and drag them under the blanket. Theodore glanced at her, picked up a robe, and calmly walked out of the bedroom.

call, Evelyn's anxious voice came through. "Theodore, is Phoebe with you? Her phone

cold wall and said calmly, "We just woke up. Is

do? The

noticed the noise on the other end, faintly mixed with

he called again, saying someone was after him and he needed to run. He told me not to call him again. This sounds like trouble. I'm really

remembering the call he helped Phoebe hang up last night, which seemed to be

a cry for help to Phoebe?'

money from loan sharks to gamble. He said he was set up. I can't reach him now. He's my only son, Theodore. Let Phoebe take the call. I want her to go to

borrows from loan sharks to gamble,

wouldn't say that to Evelyn. Donovan was his brother-in-law. If something happened

home and wait for

Theodore looked at the clothes scattered messily in the hallway, recalling the passion

both delicate and charming, making her obedient to whatever he wanted. The thought of it aroused him early

floor-to-ceiling window and called

dried her hair. She

hurriedly stopped drying her hair and rushed over, blushing. "Give me the clothes. I'll

to the bathroom. At the bathroom door,

"Okay." Phoebe was stunned.

called Theodore, usually finding her for anything. She suddenly

vision caught the shoe cabinet,

as she turned on her phone, countless messages flooded in, almost crashing it. She opened it to check

almost blown up her phone, so she quickly called

and anxiety before saying, "Buy a