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.

his throat, and sat down. "Last night, I watered the plants. Your cactus froze to death."

in his words, like an arrogant cat showing

trying to make amends, Phoebe

wandering. "How about we go to the market at noon and buy a

surprised. She knew refusing might anger him again. "Let's see at noon.

get angry. He grinned. "I'll pick you up at noon. There's a good restaurant near the market. We

her eyes.

her vague response as agreement. He

in front of

up. "Just leave

she understands well. Her aide says she needs

"Ambitious girls usually have good skills. I'll call

"Okay," John replied.

the documents but noticed John hadn't left. "What's up?"

hesitated but couldn't help himself. "Ms. Ziegler, have you reconciled

in angry but

awkwardly cleared her throat. "Not

Ziegler, don't forget how he treated you in the hospital. That kind of jerk..." "John," Phoebe

together. "I'm sorry, Ms.

Go back to work." Phoebe returned to the

the sound of footsteps faded, and John closed the office door behind him. Phoebe sat in a daze for a bit before refocusing on the

and arrived at Phoebe's office. She was

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