Forbidden Passion

Chapter 424 Find Her, Hide Her

Delilah looked a bit embarrassed. She cleared her throat and said, "What are you talking about? When did I ever send women to your bed?" Edward didn't argue and just walked out.

Delilah called after him, "Drive slow. It's supposed to snow tonight. How can you go out with only a coat? Wait, I'll get you a down jacket." But Edward was already gone. Soon, the sound of an engine roared in the yard, and the high beams cut through the night.

Delilah shivered from the cold and retreated into the warm living room. Bianca handed her a cup of water.

"Mom, let Edward be," Bianca said.

Delilah glared at Bianca, sensing a bit of smugness. Bianca wasn't as pleasing as she used to be.

"If I don't care about him, he'll wait for Phoebe forever," Delilah said.

Bianca smiled, "Edward devoted. If he wants to wait, let him. It's better than Brian flirting everywhere. If I were Phoebe, I'd eventually come around." Delilah was speechless.

Brian was her weak spot. She opened her mouth but didn't argue with Bianca. "If only they could balance each other out, it would be fine."

Bianca sneered inwardly. 'Who knows where Brian is fooling around tonight; he still hasn't come back.'

If Edward could share some of his infatuation with Brian, she'd be thrilled. But better not let Brian's ways ruin Edward.

As the car drove out, snowflakes began to fall. Edward stared blankly at the snow, his heart burning.

The first snow was the day he and Phoebe fell in love.

Every year, on the first snow, he would get drunk to numb the heartache.

he wanted to find Phoebe during

Ziegler's old place. Edward drove through the night and finally arrived at the Ziegler residence just as dawn was breaking. The snow was getting heavier. Edward sat in the car, watching the first light

in a

coughed occasionally, her cheeks red against

the driver's seat, staring at Phoebe. It was

he could almost reach out

her. Phoebe felt someone watching her. She looked up and saw

she quickly turned and

caught up. "Phoebe,

stiffened. Hearing Edward's voice,

her eyes, hearing the footsteps stop behind her. She composed herself and turned to look at Edward. Edward

you

frame swallowed by the puffy

a lot of

wave of sadness. "Edward, you shouldn't have

shouldn't be

you're still like a sister to me. How can I just let go?" Phoebe's vision blurred with

come in and sit for a bit? I'm a little cold," Edward said,

was snowing and still wore a coat. You

she let him

was blanketed in snow, the trees bare and laden with it. The flowerbeds were filled with dead leaves and branches, a scene of desolation. The old house, though uninhabited for years, had peeling walls but was clean and tidy inside, showing the owner's

shadow dart into a

Edward recognized it.

media posts before she deleted her account. He didn't know what had