Forbidden Passion

Chapter 395 Running Away from Home Together

Phoebe stared at the diamond ring in the photo, a teardrop shape like a tiny crown. She knew it wasn't meant for her, but seeing it on Vanessa's hand still hurt.

She thought, "Why am I holding on? Theodore already gave Vanessa the ring, so why is he still trying to please me? Giving me a cactus, adopting a cat with me, setting up a cat tree for Ollie-thinking about it now, I feel foolish." Phoebe closed her social media app and deleted her recent post.

Outside, Theodore's voice called, "Phoebe, what are you doing in there? You've been in the bathroom a while. Are you okay?"

Phoebe quickly wiped her eyes, realizing she had been crying. She tilted her head back and fanned her eyelids.

Theodore knocked again. "Phoebe?"

She closed her eyes, waiting for the tears to dry, then suddenly opened the door. Theodore's hand was still raised. "You..."

"Can't I be constipated?" Phoebe snapped, glaring at him. He looked innocent, which made her even more resentful. Without another glance, she walked to the living room. Theodore followed. "Do you need medicine? I heard there's good stuff for constipation."

Phoebe was speechless.

She had lashed out, but seeing his genuine concern made her feel even sadder.

She covered her ears with her hands.

Theodore sensed the shift in her mood. The afternoon's lightheartedness was gone, replaced by an invisible wall.

He looked at her, trying to figure out if it was really constipation or something else.

his gaze. "Stop hovering. I want to

Theodore frowned, frustrated.

was out of sight. Then

sat on the couch, watching Ollie play on the

a mistake with so many

would, she c-she-and't

Ollie jumped down and walked

melted. She couldn't leave Ollie with

rubbing her chin against its

Theodore would

room was warmly lit. He followed his heart and walked over, finding Phoebe asleep on the couch with Ollie in her

took out his phone, opened the camera,

the place, sensed an intruder. It puffed up

saw Theodore

put a finger to his lips, signaling for silence. Ollie watched him, then, sensing no danger, closed its

around the couch and took several photos of Phoebe and Ollie. In the warm yellow light, Phoebe looked

pores, spots, or fine lines. Theodore

his first real post, apart from the initial system-generated

it was too sentimental and didn't match his

caused a stir in his social

post got

But who is the person

else could it be? It must be Mrs. Reynolds. Even Mr. Reynolds is showing off