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!"

Theodore grabbed her chin, forcing her to lift her head,

to pull away, but Theodore's hand held the back of her head, his fingers digging into her hair, making her unable to move. "Theodore, if you kiss me,

her threat, kissing her

bruised. Theodore wiped the blood from his mouth, looking at Phoebe's swollen lips, and leaned in to suck

it. He squinted and deepened the kiss until

Theodore, her anger boiling. She bent

break free. Watching Phoebe run away like a startled cat,

fully recovered. Let's get you

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

her

bedside, gently coaxing her like a child, "The hospital

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

want to leave the hospital. Can't you hear

Secretary position for you. Come back. Plus, the artists you want to protect are still under

you want to work? I'll let you come back. But if you keep making a fuss, you'll go home to be Mrs. Reynolds."

Reynolds Group.

feeling controlled. A job she found herself wouldn't be taken away just

her outright. "No

Theodore gave her two choices. "Either go back to the Reynolds Group as Chief Secretary or go home to be Mrs. Reynolds. Your choice." Phoebe knew Theodore's stubborn nature

President's Office felt humiliating,

back to

final, securing a dignified outcome for her runaway attempt and

Office as Theodore's Chief Secretary, with a much higher salary and more power, equivalent to a branch

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

thought that when Theodore demoted Phoebe to Queen Entertainment,