Forbidden Passion

Chapter 342 He Is Her Creditor

Phoebe was shocked. She'd thought about this before, but the answer always seemed elusive. Now, it felt more doable.

Looking into his slightly angry eyes, she said, "Debtor."

With those words, it felt settled.

Yes, Phoebe owed Theodore.

In this life, he was here to repay her.

The light in Theodore's eyes dimmed. Before he could speak, a bright light from behind lit up their faces.

Phoebe saw the disappointment on his face. Just as she was about to speak, a car sped towards them and crashed into their vehicle. Their car was no match and got pushed over thirty feet by the jeep.

Sparks flew as the car scraped along.

Phoebe was thrown forward but yanked back by the seatbelt, slamming into the seat. The impact made her almost vomit. Theodore might have fared better.

He turned in panic and saw the jeep reversing to ram them again, its headlights blinding.

Without hesitation, Theodore unbuckled his seatbelt and shielded Phoebe.

After a loud crash, their car rolled off the road into the desert below.

The night was silent; the jeep roared away, and no one knew what had happened.

warm liquid in her hand. She struggled to open

her forehead,

blinked, looking at the crushed car roof. She thought, 'After disaster,

ached as if it had been taken apart and put back together. She

to protect her before the car flipped, and she struggled to move her

she saw him lying on her, his head tilted, eyes closed, pale

eyes welled up. "Theodore, wake up,

anxious. She looked

you die, I'll marry someone else. Wake up!" Phoebe

No response.

lip to stop crying. She

hurt. She felt

couldn't just lie there; she had to

forced herself to calm down. By the faint moonlight, she saw the car's interior wasn't too damaged. She tried to kick open the right-side door. It was deformed and stuck. It took a lot of effort, but she finally kicked it open. She was oddly grateful for their fragile car. If it

the open door. It was still hot in Starfall City. Phoebe coughed a few times before

pressed on her. After half an hour, she finally crawled out of the car, panting and lying on her back in

she could catch her breath, she got up and crawled back into the car, trying to move

he was too heavy. After several attempts, Phoebe was exhausted. She sat by

occasionally flashing by on

back into the car. This time,

other side, where the door was also deformed. It took a lot of effort, but she finally opened it and carefully dragged Theodore

fell into the desert. Theodore

abrasion on his right arm,

his blood stained the yellow sand red. Phoebe's heart ached, and her