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.

Phoebe tightly. "Phoebe, if it

eyes closed until her eyelashes were wet with tears, and

empty. Patrick threw Theodore onto the sofa and went to get a glass of water. Patrick looked down at the drunken Theodore. His face was flushed, his expression listless, and his neck was red and swollen under his

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

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

on the sofa. He stared

longer trembled, but he could still feel the excitement of strangling Phoebe, so crazy and so

wondered if

holding his head that felt like it was being pricked by needles, fumbled around before finding his phone. "Hello?" Lawton asked, "Mr. Reynolds,

the sofa, his long legs stretched out, sunlight streaming in.

accident post our departure from Starfall City. The locals have

the sound of burning tobacco accompanying his

nighttime surveillance. Someone from Aestrale hired it under a false name.

"You've met

flashing in his mind.

drove from Nuw Yark to

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

in Theodore's tone and shivered. "What

Bishop a lesson. He needs to know the Reynolds family isn't a

the call, and