Forbidden Passion

Chapter 387 Stepping Down from the Altar

The two exchanged a quick glance and then looked away. Theodore cleared his throat and drove out of the parking lot.

It was blazing at noon, lighting up the asphalt.

Madison sat in the back, chatting on WhatsApp.

Madison: [Vanessa, it looks like Theodore and Phoebe are back together. How shameless is she? Theodore clearly doesn't like her, but she still clings to him. So cheap!] Vanessa lay in the hospital, her leg still in a cast, making it hard to move.

She was so bored these past few days that she felt like she was going moldy. Seeing Madison's message made her feel even worse.

Vanessa replied: [They're married. It's hard to break them up. Besides, I never wanted to break them up. I like Theodore.]

Seeing Vanessa's self-sacrificing words, Madison felt even more sympathy for her.

Madison: [Vanessa, don't worry. I'm here. I won't let them get back together.]

Vanessa sent several crying emojis, and the more Madison looked at them, the more she pitied Vanessa.

Madison put her phone away, leaned forward, and said, "Theodore, I'm going to play some music."

Theodore replied, "Okay."

Madison turned on the car's computer and played an instrumental piece. It was the song Vanessa had played at a piano competition, which had made her famous. The music flowed quietly in the car, and Madison swayed her head in enjoyment. "Theodore, Vanessa is amazing. It would be great if she could hold a piano concert."

She knew Madison didn't want to

remarked, "True, Miss Fitzroy's leg is injured, so she can't perform or take on endorsements. However, she can still play the piano. Should I organize something?"

I remember there's a Thanksgiving charity event at the orphanage next week, and they need a pianist.

about the Thanksgiving charity event. It was just playing with

trying to

Making her play for a bunch

the piano too. Why don't you let her go? Vanessa is still

the rearview mirror and said, "I was originally scheduled to

could start mocking, Theodore spoke up, "Why didn't I know you were going to

decided this morning,"

had missed Phoebe's last piano performance, and although he

Phoebe replied, "Thanksgiving Thursday."

remember that," Theodore

thinking, 'How did Theodore end up

market, there was a spot known for its all-natural,

restaurant looked old but was packed. When they arrived, a table had just opened up, and

the owner rattled off a long list of

to the restroom. When she came out, she ran into Madison, who snorted and brushed past her,

sterilized the utensils for her. It was rare for them to eat in such

"Why are you looking at me

to bring me here

close, we had to give it a shot." Phoebe looked around. The restaurant's owners were a middle-aged couple who seemed quite loving. The

this was her social circle. Now, Theodore seemed to