Forbidden Passion

Chapter 435 I Want Freedom

Theodore rubbed his eyes and sat up, noticing it was still dark outside. He groggily smiled at Phoebe and said, "Phoebe, it's not even dawn. Come back to bed." Phoebe's face was tense, her brows furrowed.

She stared at Theodore for a few seconds before turning and walking to the couch.

Theodore watched her cold back, his smile fading. For days now, Phoebe had been avoiding him.

When she was asleep, she would nestle in his arms, relying on him completely.

But once awake, she turned cold and wouldn't even look at him. She hated him that much.

Theodore got out of bed, picked up her slippers, and walked over. Placing them beside the couch, he knelt beside her.

The sky was on the verge of dawn, a time that often evoked feelings of vulnerability. Theodore looked at Phoebe and softly asked, "Phoebe, what do you really want?" Phoebe hugged her knees and buried her face in them, ignoring his rare show of humility.

Theodore had endured for several days. Usually domineering, this was his limit. He grabbed Phoebe's chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Phoebe, I'm giving you one last chance. What do you want?" he shouted.

Phoebe stared into his eyes, as dark as the pre-dawn sky outside.

"Freedom," she replied.

Theodore rejected it instantly, "That's impossible!"

Phoebe gave a bitter smile, "See? You ask what I want, knowing you can't give it to me. You make me sick!"

her chin, forcing her to lift

into her hair, making her unable to move. "Theodore, if you kiss me, I'll bite your tongue off.

her threat, kissing

mouth, looking at Phoebe's swollen

face, Theodore caught it. He squinted and deepened the kiss until

up at Theodore, her anger boiling. She bent her legs

allowing her to break free. Watching Phoebe run away like

get you discharged today," he

staring warily at Theodore. "I'm not leaving the hospital!" she

her with a look that brooked no argument. Phoebe gritted her teeth, knowing she couldn't stay without his agreement. "I'm not leaving!" she

her like a child, "The hospital bed is too hard. You can't sleep well. Come

Imperial Apartment? It's a luxurious cage that has imprisoned me

to leave the hospital. Can't you hear me?" Phoebe

of the bed, raising an eyebrow. "The President's Office has always reserved the Chief Secretary position for you. Come back. Plus, the artists you want to protect are still under your management." Phoebe was

if you keep making a fuss, you'll go home to be Mrs.

gritted her teeth. "I won't go back to the Reynolds Group. I want to

she found herself

her

to the Reynolds Group as Chief Secretary or go home to be Mrs. Reynolds. Your choice." Phoebe knew

felt humiliating, it was better than

to the President's Office," she

a dignified outcome for her runaway

Office as Theodore's Chief Secretary, with a

President's Office. Theodore set up a transparent screen to create

had thought that when Theodore demoted Phoebe to Queen Entertainment, she had fallen out