Forbidden Passion

Chapter 452 You and Mr. Reynolds Are a Couple,Right?

Theodore glanced at Phoebe, seeing her all geared up with only her eyes showing. He poked her forehead.

"It's freezing out. Stay here and wait for me at the hotel," he said.

Phoebe felt the poke hit her heart too. She shook her head. "I'm not here for a vacation."

Theodore frowned. "Phoebe."

"Since I'm here, I'm just like everyone else. Mr. Reynolds, don't give me any special treatment," Phoebe interrupted, picking up a supply basket and slinging it over her back. Theodore sighed at her stubborn look. "You..."

Phoebe never showed weakness. Whatever others could do, she could too. Even though acting a bit spoiled could save her trouble, she never did.

At work or in marriage, Phoebe always stood tall and unyielding, making people think she didn't need anyone and could handle things on her own. Ironically, this trait attracted Theodore, making it hard for him to let go.

Phoebe's group was visiting three elderly households. During the war, their sons had joined the military and died.

These households were highly valued by Mayor, who provided subsidies every year. Even so, their lives were tough.

The snow was thick, and each step sank deep. Phoebe wore snow boots, but her feet were still nearly numb from the cold.

She followed behind, trying not to fall behind.

"Mr. Reynolds, the three households we're visiting are halfway up the mountain. The snow is thick, and the road is tough. Ms. Ziegler, can you keep going?" Kristoff, the team leader, called from the front. "Yeah," Phoebe said, breathless. Theodore turned to see she had taken off her scarf and hat. Her bright eyes stood out in the snowy landscape.

for her, then took the heaviest supplies from her

lightness on her shoulder and tried to take the supplies back. "Mr. Reynolds, I

heart's on the left side. I can't promise to be

we need to cross the river here.

something, but Theodore urged her, "Walk in front of me. I'll watch you. Hurry,

into white mist, blurring his face.

ahead of Theodore, stepping in Kristoff's footprints. After crossing the bridge, they

for Phoebe. But the snow made it

with no young people at

was clearly

replied, "Mayor has thought about it, but they don't want to move. They've lived here all their lives and

get sick, doctors can't reach them. That's just not going to cut it," Phoebe

They could only deliver supplies, unable to do more. Sometimes life left you

short rest, they continued

down. Theodore quickly grabbed her arm, and

hand rolled down

by a

to Kristoff, "I'm fine. I just slipped. The supplies rolled down. I'll go get them." Phoebe was about to get

and placed it on flat ground, then crouched and slid down the

before

didn't look back. "Keep an eye on Ms. Ziegler. I'll be right

snow and watched Theodore lower his