Forbidden Passion

Chapter 381 Almost Choked Her to Death

Phoebe was in shock. She could feel Theodore's hatred, and the madness in his eyes scared her.

The sound of bones dislocating made her shiver. She grabbed Theodore's hand, digging her nails into his back and drawing blood. However, Theodore didn't let up. He kept choking her, cutting off her air. She couldn't breathe and instinctively opened her mouth. "Let go," she croaked.

Theodore saw her trembling pupils and felt even more violent. It was like a demon inside him was screaming to kill her.

If he killed Phoebe, his emotions would stop bothering him.

Phoebe's wide eyes reflected Theodore's crazed look-savage, bloody, murderous.

His intense gaze sent chills down her spine, filling her with fear.

He really wanted to kill her!

A sudden will to survive made Phoebe struggle hard. She couldn't die by his hands. Her fingers scratched at his, leaving bloody marks. "Let me go," she shouted.

But Theodore ignored the pain, tightening his grip.

Phoebe's eyes rolled back, and just as she was about to pass out, the grip on her neck loosened.

She fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for air.

She had almost died. As she caught her breath, she looked up at Theodore. He still looked noble and elegant, his face calm and tired, as if the demon from before wasn't him.

Phoebe was trembling. She got up, yanked open the emergency stairwell door, and ran out, stumbling.

over a luggage bag

voice said,

on her neck and was confused. "Who did this? Tell me, and I'll get justice for

fearfully at the stairwell door. "Don't go, John. Take me

helped her up, picked up the scattered items,

near-death experience left Phoebe trembling and

was the first time he had seen her

behind that door and how

realizing it would offend her and offer

want to go home or to the office?" Phoebe shrank back. She didn't want to see Theodore right now. "Take

John nodded. "Okay."

mirror. Her face was

neck, and let her hair down to cover

the back seat, lost

really wanted to

It wasn't necessary!

bear the weight of that decision. Half an hour

as she stood, then paused before

walk you

need. I won't be at the office for a few days. Handle things online. If any urgent documents need my signature, bring them to me." "Okay," John

apartment. As she

in a black jacket, vintage blue baseball cap, and black mask,

bumped into each other, and Patrick quickly steadied

up,

her pale and carrying a luggage bag, he frowned. "Why do you look like