Forbidden Passion

Chapter 442 Do You Love Theodore?

The room went dead silent.

Phoebe stared blankly at Theodore, who was lying stiff on top of her. Warm blood oozed from the base of his skull, dripping down his neck onto her face.

Terrified, Phoebe looked at the crystal bedside lamp in her hand. One of its edges was stained with blood. Panicking, she threw it to the floor with a dull thud. Downstairs, Taylor heard the noise and sat up in shock. It sounded like it came from Theodore's room.

Throwing on a coat hurriedly, she dashed out and hustled upstairs. There, she found Christopher lingering by the doorway, his expression filled with uncertainty. Christopher's room was next to Theodore and Phoebe's. Despite the soundproofing, he had heard some noises.

Seeing Christopher's awkward look, Taylor knew what was going on inside. She said, "I'll check first. You wait a moment."

The bedroom was silent. Phoebe lay on the bed, pale, with blood dripping from Theodore's chin onto her face. Phoebe wasn't usually squeamish, but now she felt weak and her lips trembled.

She didn't dare to move, fearing any movement would make Theodore stop breathing.

Theodore's face grew paler from blood loss. He looked at Phoebe's terrified expression and gave a strange smile. "Phoebe, do you really want me dead?" he asked.

Tears welled up in Phoebe's eyes. "No, I just wanted you to stop. I didn't mean to."

Hurried footsteps approached. Theodore quickly grabbed the blanket to cover Phoebe.

"What happened?" Taylor rushed in and saw the blood on Theodore's neck. "Theodore, why are you bleeding?"

his face still flushed, but his eyes

on the floor, its edges stained with blood. It wasn't hard to guess

or you'll wake Grandma," Theodore said, grabbing a shirt and putting it on, his expression

hit him hard. When he got out of bed, he wobbled. Taylor quickly supported him. "Theodore, your head is bleeding. Get it

touched the back of his head, his hand coming away bloody. He

Phoebe quickly got out of bed. She picked up her torn nightgown, wrapped herself in a blanket, grabbed

Sarah slept

room, Taylor stopped Theodore's bleeding. The wound wasn't deep and didn't need

she said, "You two are adults. How can

sullen and

is so heartless. Look at this wound. If it were

go rest. Leave me alone for a while," Theodore said,

wanted her to feel it too, so he let loose. That punch really sobered him up, saving the night from who knows what could've gone down.

Theodore remained silent.

stayed a few more minutes before heading upstairs. She saw Phoebe standing on the stairs, looking like she wanted to come down but

for a while.

at Theodore on the sofa. He looked a bit better than before. She

chair, noticing the

She couldn't just blurt out, "Theodore wanted to kill me, and I was all about

paralyzed him, what would you do then?" Phoebe bit her lip, her hands clenched

didn't