Forbidden Passion

Chapter 411 Inducing Labor

Phoebe slept in until the afternoon, only to be jolted awake by the doorbell ringing nonstop. She opened her eyes, still feeling wiped out. She got up, put on her shoes, and stumbled to the door, still groggy.

Ollie had been left outside. When Phoebe opened the door, Ollie started circling her, meowing. Worried about stepping on it, she picked it up.

She walked to the door and peeked through the peephole, only to be startled by a giant eyeball staring back.

Phoebe was groggy but now wide awake.

When Phoebe opened the door, she found Evelyn standing there with two big bags of medicine, which made her feel a bit queasy.

"Phoebe, what's going on? I called, but you didn't answer. I went to your office, and they said you weren't at work. Were you sleeping at home?" Evelyn asked, leaning in to sniff her. "What's that smell? It's awful and messy. If Theodore saw you like this, he'd be so disgusted."

Phoebe was speechless.

She carried Ollie to the living room while Evelyn followed, putting the medicine in the fridge before coming back out.

"I heard Taylor had an accident. How is she now?" Evelyn asked.

Evelyn had joined a WhatsApp group with many domestic workers who often chatted, so they were always up-to-date on any household news.

Phoebe, sitting on the couch petting Ollie, responded sluggishly, "She's out of danger now. The doctor said she'll recover soon."

"What exactly happened? I heard she fell from the second floor of the estate, and there was blood everywhere. It sounded terrifying," Evelyn said. Phoebe yawned before explaining, "She slipped on the stairs, falling and hitting the back of her head. The bleeding just wouldn't cease."

"Oh my God!" Evelyn exclaimed. "She's getting old. When can I visit her?"

Maybe in a few days," Phoebe

visit could potentially result in uncomfortable circumstances if she were to

at home? You should be by

please stop talking and let me have

this. "You are sensible, knowing when to show up.

kitchen and couldn't help but roll her

Phoebe had stayed outside the ICU last night not to impress anyone but out of guilt for not reporting what she knew earlier. Evelyn quickly prepared some dishes, and the apartment soon smelled of food. She called Phoebe to

"Phoebe, stop holding it all the time. Put it back in his cage

wash her hands. When she came out, she saw

as Evelyn yelped in pain. Ollie had scratched her hand,

beast! How dare you scratch me? I'll kill you," Evelyn fumed, grabbing a tissue

the tissue box and blocking Evelyn's view. "Mom, I

not to keep animals. Even if you treat them well, they're still animals. Look at my hand. It's bleeding. I should go to the hospital for a rabies

to Evelyn's wound, and sprayed some alcohol on it to disinfect it. Evelyn yelped in

and then we'll

what are you thinking? Do you plan to live with Theodore and the cat forever, or do you want the cat to

changing the conversation back to children. She said, "I'm starving.

while, Evelyn followed her to the dining room and sat

expressing her views again, essentially urging Phoebe to have

fed up and said, "Mom, can't you let me eat

he will in five or ten years. If you can't have children, he'll find a younger woman to have them for him. Don't think you

Phoebe was speechless.

quickly finished her meal, pushed her bowl away, and said, "I'm