Forbidden Passion

Chapter 383 Never Forget

Cindy sat next to Phoebe, took off her scarf, and saw the deep purple marks on her neck. Tears welled up instantly.

"Phoebe, let's go to the hospital, report him for domestic violence, and get you a divorce," Cindy said angrily.

Theodore thought he could bully people because of his power, but Cindy wasn't scared. For a jerk like him, divorce was the best option. Phoebe leaned on the sofa, looking distant. "I can't."

Theodore wouldn't let go, and no law firm in Kedora dared to take on his divorce case.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Cindy asked.

Phoebe remembered Theodore's crazed look in the stairwell earlier and felt a pang of fear.

She swallowed hard, still shaken. "I haven't lived enough yet."

"Phoebe!" Cindy couldn't understand. "I don't believe the law can't deal with him. There has to be a firm in Kedora that's not afraid of him." Phoebe closed her eyes. "Cindy, let me be quiet for a while."

Cindy looked at Phoebe's tired face, feeling pity. "Phoebe, why stay if you're in so much pain? What makes it worth clinging to?" Phoebe's eyelashes trembled. She had leverage but still had lingering feelings.

Phoebe had her pride and her weaknesses. She was pitiful, pathetic, and hateful, but it was her choice.

"Maybe it's because I've never had it, so I can't forget it," Phoebe said.

hugged Phoebe tightly. "Phoebe, if it hurts too much, just let

with tears, and a sound almost like a

his expression listless, and his neck was red and swollen under his turtleneck. "Drink some water. If you can't handle it, don't pretend. Phoebe should see you like this," Patrick said, kneeling on the sofa and handing over the

this, Patrick couldn't help but laugh and cry. "Look at you. I should record this and send

and turned up the heating before leaving to prevent him from catching a cold.

Theodore woke up on the sofa. He

feel the excitement of

if he

his phone vibrated. Theodore, holding his head that felt like it was being pricked by needles, fumbled around before finding his phone. "Hello?" Lawton asked, "Mr. Reynolds, got a minute? There's something I need

the sofa, his long legs stretched out,

on the car accident post our departure from Starfall City. The locals have started providing feedback

cigarette, the sound of burning tobacco accompanying his

on nighttime surveillance. Someone from Aestrale hired it under a false name. The car was returned damaged,

replied, "You've met this

flashing

it's him. He drove from Nuw Yark to

between Theodore's fingers was crushed. He chuckled coldly. "Alright, if he wants attention that badly, I'll

the danger in Theodore's tone and shivered. "What do you need me

replied, "Teach Bishop a lesson. He needs to know

shuddered, ended the call, and