Forbidden Passion

Chapter 379 First Love is a Kind of Regret

Phoebe felt like she was floating above a fire, burning up. She was super thirsty and needed water.

In her daze, someone gave her water. She drank it quickly, but it was gone too soon.

She opened her mouth for more, but they didn't give her any. She felt like crying but couldn't, even whimpering in her sleep. This went on for who knows how long until she finally woke up. The room was lit, and the smell of disinfectant hit her. Phoebe sighed and attempted to rise, but a warm hand gently pushed her back down.

She saw it was Donovan.

"Don't move. You just woke up. The doctor said you had acute gastritis from a fever, but it's gone now," Donovan said.

Phoebe felt weak and hungry. "Donovan, is there anything to eat? I'm starving."

"You've been out all day, so yeah, you must be hungry." Donovan helped her sit up and put a pillow behind her. "Mom made some soup. I'll get it." Phoebe leaned against the headboard, panting from the effort but not regretting it.

Even if she knew she'd get sick, she'd still have taken that cold shower last night.

Donovan brought a bowl of hot soup. As he stirred it to cool it down, he asked, "Phoebe, what's going on with you and Theodore?"

Last night, Theodore had stormed out. Donovan could tell there was tension between them.

"I don't want to talk about it," Phoebe said.

"Not even with me?" Donovan asked.

they were siblings. Despite their

to talk about it," Phoebe repeated

sighed. "Alright, maybe I haven't been reliable. I need to show you that you can count on

tears. She turned away, whispering, "Donovan, just stay out

Donovan had no response.

finished eating, Donovan took the bowl to wash it. When he came back, Phoebe

the travel bag. I'll get it. Can you stop reaching for your phone the moment you wake up? Your health is more important," Donovan said, handing her the phone. The phone was fully

off. Are you okay?" John asked. He'd heard Theodore hadn't shown up at the office and might have gone

fine. How's

critical updates. Upon hearing her raspy voice,

just a cold. I'll be in tomorrow. Bye,"

John quickly

was confused. "What's

about Mr. Reynolds. I heard he flew

her a glass of water. After a few sips, she

lonely at Lindell Harbor. Bringing her back to Kedora for recovery makes sense. Serious injuries take

in her voice but

Phoebe's coughing got worse. Donovan gently patted her back. "Phoebe, what are you thinking?

if you had a first love who always turned to you in times of need, would you leave your wife to go to her?" Donovan was

wife. If those were lacking, I might seek solace

out last night. You've always been stubborn and proud. Though giving in to instinct is tougher

gave a bitter

you. I haven't figured out my own life yet,"