Forbidden Passion

Chapter 428 What Do You Really Want

Phoebe opened her eyes to a blinding white ceiling, feeling disoriented. "Am I dead? Why is hell so bright?" she thought.

Her throat burned, and her chest ached as her senses returned. Pain spread through her bones like vines, suffocating her and squeezing her lungs.

She closed her eyes and smirked. She wasn't dead, but living felt worse. 'What did I do to deserve this?' she wondered.

Suddenly, warmth enveloped her hand. Her eyelashes fluttered as a familiar grip held her palm. She turned her head, feeling numb.

Phoebe didn't have the strength to look at Theodore. He sensed her resistance but didn't care. As long as she was awake and safe, he was satisfied. "Phoebe, you're awake," Theodore said.

Her eyelashes trembled. She wanted to pull her hand away, but he held on tighter. She wanted to tell him she was like sand slipping through his fingers, but she couldn't muster the strength. Theodore felt her resistance and held on tighter. "I've called an ambulance. We're going back to Kedora for treatment. Don't think you can escape. Even if you die, I'll bring you back from hell." He finally let go and left to arrange their return. Phoebe listened to his footsteps fade and took a few heavy breaths.

After a while, she forced herself to sit up. Pain flared under her ribs, and her vision darkened. She yanked out the IV needle, and blood spurted from the puncture site.

she collapsed. The door opened, and hurried

her back on the bed. "Phoebe, do you really want to

closed her eyes and turned away. Her rejection hurt him. His eyes reddened as he spat out, "Fine, destroy yourself. But know this: your family will suffer because of you. Do you care about them?" Phoebe's eyes filled with hatred. "Theodore, why don't you just kill

Theodore said coldly, standing up. "Don't pull

soon doctors and nurses rushed in, checking on Phoebe and reinserting the IV. She watched them silently, finding it all

made her life

fell silent. Phoebe vaguely heard voices

until her eyes ached. When the door opened, she quickly

her tightly closed eyes and knew she was

little, then we'll go back to Kedora." Phoebe's eyes snapped open, filled with hatred.

Ollie. "Phoebe, don't be difficult. You

She might as

watched her stubborn profile. After a while, a young nurse knocked and peeked in, holding the porridge. "Come

nurse handed him the porridge, glanced at