Forbidden Passion

Chapter 456 Am I the One You Want?

Phoebe frowned. "Theodore, you're being unreasonable. I only found out you were coming the morning we left. How could I have known Edward would be here?" "You didn't seem surprised to see him," Theodore snapped.

Phoebe didn't want to argue. "You're right, I wasn't surprised because I saw him when I got out of the car this morning. Theodore, don't overanalyze things."

Theodore took off his jacket and walked over to Phoebe, pressing her against the wall, his breath heavy with frustration.

"Stop giving me reasons to overthink, Phoebe. I saw you two exchanging looks," Theodore warned.

Phoebe closed her eyes. "You used to exchange glances with Vanessa all the time. Did I mention anything about it?"

"That was normal interaction," Theodore replied.

"Normal interaction?" Phoebe sneered, looking up at his angry face. "You picked her up from Lindell Harbor, gave her a diamond ring, and even a company. How is that normal?" "When did I give her a diamond ring?" Theodore asked.

Phoebe pushed his hand aside, whipped out her phone, and scoured Vanessa's News Feed for the photo. Yet, Vanessa's feed was squeaky clean.

"I saw her post a photo. Where did it go?" Phoebe frowned, suspecting Vanessa's posts were hidden from her.

"I never gave her a ring, Phoebe. Stop making things up," Theodore said.

Phoebe bit her lip. "Fine, even if you didn't give her a ring, you gave her a company. You handed over my sweat and tears to your first love. Did I complain about it?"

"I'll give it to you. Do you want it?" Theodore suddenly said.

Phoebe was stunned.

don't want it. You don't want anything I give you. Phoebe, what do

had seen Theodore like this. He seemed like a restless beast trapped in a cage. She opened

want anything. I just want you!

cast his eyes downward and fixed them on her. As he watched her battle for words, a chill crept into his heart. Without a word, he gently pushed past her, swung open the door, and exited. Phoebe slid down the wall, covering her face with her hands. Soon, her palms were

stood up, found some ointment in her suitcase, and picked up Theodore's

an old sofa. Theodore, with a cigarette dawdling in his mouth, gazed rebelliously, while his hand was being held

his wound. "Mr. Reynolds, you're so badly injured. How could

her coldly. "Don't mention her in front of

lowered her eyes, feeling pleased. It seemed Theodore's

Reynolds, how about

no idea what she had performed. He pulled his hand back. "Your

heart skipped a beat. "I

with resources." Violet's mind raced with thoughts of

room, she stuffed the ointment back

bathroom and turned on the faucet. She heard the door

her heartbeat to calm, and then went

the bed, smelling of smoke. Phoebe noticed a

lifted the blanket

seeing her back turned to him. He pressed his lips together

the night, they didn't exchange a

morning, Theodore got up to find Phoebe already gone. They were heading to the next place. After breakfast, the convoy set

it was freezing and known for auroras. It was Phoebe's first time in

hadn't experienced frostbite in years, but now her fingers were swollen and

a professional facade in public but giving each other the