Forbidden Passion

Chapter 438

Chapter 438 Getting Close to You Brings Misfortune

The clock struck midnight, and Theodore jolted awake.

He sat up on the couch, realizing he had dozed off. Rubbing his eyes, he checked his watch.

The Patek Philippe glinted under the lamp. It was late, and Phoebe still wasn't back.

Theodore got up and searched the bedroom, but Phoebe was nowhere to be found. She hadn't come home.

His face darkened as he grabbed his phone and headed out.

On her first day at work, Phoebe wasn't working late or on a trip, yet she was out until midnight. She was definitely testing him.

As he changed his shoes at the door, the call connected. He asked, "Where are they having dinner?"

Lawton, sleeping deeply with his girlfriend, was startled awake. Seeing the caller ID, he quickly sobered up.

"Mr. Reynolds?" Lawton asked.

"Where are they having dinner?" Theodore's voice was impatient. He stepped outside, the cold air making him look even more stern. Just then, he saw Phoebe lying on the entryway couch, mostly hidden by her down jacket.

Lawton started to answer, but Theodore cut him off. "Never mind, I see her," he said, ending the call and walking over to the couch. Phoebe was curled up, her breath misting the fur trim of her jacket.

Theodore knelt beside her, feeling both angry and tender.

him? "Do I scare you that much?" he wondered, tracing

intimidating. Suddenly, he picked her up. Startled, she mumbled, "I don't want to go back. I still want to

went out drinking. Didn't she care about

don't want to go back," she

mint scent

I hate you. Being near you makes

heard this. A few days ago, she had a high fever and

again still made

straight to the bedroom. "You hate me, right? But guess what?

sensed the menace in his

night, she had accepted every drink to numb herself. Now, her stomach was burning, and

but she vomited all over him before they got there.

he wished he could throw her

met

'Shit,' she thought.

had thrown up on him. He probably wanted to

Theodore's bloodthirsty smile. "Are you

Seeing the vomit on his clothes, her

didn't do it on

sinister. "If you did it on purpose, I'd have stuffed you into

swallowing hard and feeling nauseous

said,

hesitated, the smell making her wrinkle her nose. Seeing his grim expression, she gritted her teeth and moved closer to help him

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