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.

covered her face, avoiding his gaze. "Stop hovering. I want to be

Theodore frowned, frustrated.

walk away until she was out of sight. Then he turned

watching Ollie play

was a mistake with so many issues in

she c-she-and't coexist

jumped down and

couldn't leave

up Ollie, rubbing her chin against its

thought things with Theodore would end any other

heart and walked over, finding Phoebe

was so heartwarming that he took out his phone, opened the camera, and

sensed an intruder. It

Theodore

finger to his lips, signaling for silence. Ollie watched him, then, sensing no

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

was flawless, with no pores, spots, or fine lines. Theodore chose

never posted on social media. This was his first real post, apart from

text but felt it was too sentimental

photo caused a stir

his post got

post, right? Congrats! But who is the person in

Reynolds. Even Mr.