Forbidden Passion

Chapter 429

Chapter 429 Phoebe, Are You Jealous?

Phoebe smirked and closed her eyes. 'Don't Theodore get what I want? Why act clueless?'

Theodore said, "Anything but divorce. I'll give you whatever you want."

Phoebe's sarcasm deepened. She didn't want to argue. She just wanted a divorce to get away from him.

But Theodore wouldn't let her go.

Even though he didn't love her, he wanted to keep her trapped in their marriage because of the child they lost.

Theodore was losing it over Phoebe's silence. He grabbed her chin, his lips almost touching hers. "Phoebe, what do you want? If I have it or can do it, it's yours."

Phoebe winced in pain, opened her eyes angrily, and mocked him. "Fine. I want Queen Entertainment. And send Vanessa out of the country so I never see her again." Theodore's brows furrowed. "Phoebe, are you jealous?"

Phoebe snapped, "No, I'm not!"

Theodore's frown relaxed, a hint of a smile in his eyes. "You are jealous, but she's never been a threat to you."

Phoebe glared at him. "Can't you do it?"

"I can, but I won't," Theodore said, caressing her sharp chin.

Phoebe sneered. "Then why the bullshit?"

"Language!" Theodore frowned. "If you want an entertainment company, I'll start one for you. But I promised Vanessa I'd make her a global star, and I can't break that promise." Phoebe felt a sharp pain in her chest and laughed bitterly. "Look at you, can't let her go. Your fake romance makes me sick!"

"Phoebe!" Theodore warned through gritted teeth.

her head defiantly. "Come on, strangle

grip tightened,

kept provoking him. "Stop asking what I want. You know it.

punched the wall,

rushed in within

gaze was icy. "Transfer her to another hospital.

doctor, terrified,

down

struggled. "Let go of me, you bastard.

much that the needle broke a blood vessel, and her

you, so full of energy. Seems you don't

and scratched, slapping him across the face. The

Theodore's icy gaze swept over them. Phoebe thought Theodore would throw her down in

her surprise, he held her

fuming. Theodore had wrecked her

like punching a pillow-no

angry or harsh,

moment, Phoebe started struggling again. "Theodore, I hate you! I curse you to never be with the one you love!" Words can cut deep, and this one hit

How ironic.

elevator's exposed wire cast a shadow, making it look like he was

stunned again,

spitting

face changed, his

descending, dragging his heart down. The elevator stopped in

rushed out with Phoebe. The medical staff

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