Forbidden Passion

Chapter 356 A Temporary Truce

Phoebe sat up straight, watching Theodore approach the desk. They were separated by it, one sitting, one standing, staring at each other. Theodore leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Phoebe, you've been ignoring me."

Phoebe shivered, avoiding his gaze. She noticed the scabs on his hand-scratches she had made in fear days ago.

"What do you want?" she asked, teeth clenched.

"I want you," Theodore replied.

Phoebe almost choked with anger. "Theodore, Vanessa's back. Why are you still after me?"

He leaned closer, his breath hot on her face. "Didn't you say she was injured and couldn't satisfy me?"

Phoebe wanted to scratch his face but held back. "What do you want? To have me and Vanessa both?"

"Why not?" Theodore shot back.

Phoebe stood abruptly, hands on the desk, glaring. "Dream on. I'd rather stay single forever than share a husband."

She thought, 'What era is this? Does he think he's an emperor?'

Theodore's anger seemed to fade. He became calmer.

Phoebe sat back, feeling a bit more at ease.

"Last night, I watered

sensed a hint of flattery in his words, like an

was trying to make amends, Phoebe decided not to fight.

we go to the market at noon and buy a new

anger him again. "Let's

get angry. He grinned. "I'll pick you up at noon. There's a

her eyes. "We'll

as agreement. He

documents in front of Phoebe. "Ms.

"Just leave them. How's Claire

tough. But she understands well. Her aide says she needs fewer takes and

girls usually have good skills. I'll call

"Okay," John replied.

the documents but noticed John hadn't

"Ms. Ziegler,

had stormed in angry but left looking pleased, as if

awkwardly cleared her throat.

you in the hospital. That kind of jerk..." "John," Phoebe gently interrupted. "I

"I'm sorry, Ms.

the documents. After a while, John's

faded, and John closed the office door behind him. Phoebe sat in a daze for a bit before

Theodore left work ten minutes early and arrived at Phoebe's office. She was on the phone with Extraordinary

ending the call, Phoebe, feeling parched, picked up her cup only to find it empty. Just as she was about to get some water, Theodore pulled a box of yogurt from his pocket and placed it in front of her. "Drink