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.

find Phoebe during the first snow

arrived at the Ziegler residence just as dawn was breaking. The snow was getting heavier. Edward sat in the car, watching the

in a white down

her cheeks red

seat, staring at Phoebe. It was the closest he'd

almost reach

someone watching her. She looked up and

quickly turned

Edward jumped out of the car and caught up. "Phoebe, it's me. Are you going to avoid me,

back stiffened. Hearing Edward's voice, she felt a pang of

hearing the footsteps stop behind her. She composed herself and turned to look

are you

her thin frame

a lot of weight," Edward

looked away, feeling a wave of

shouldn't be

make my own decisions. Phoebe, even if there's no romantic love between us, you're still like a sister to me. How can I just let go?"

I come in and sit for a bit? I'm

snowing and still wore a coat. You care

her words, she let him into 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

a corner. It

Edward recognized it.

social media posts before she deleted her account. He