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.

You don't

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

'I don't want anything. I just want you! But am I the one

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

ointment in her suitcase, and picked up Theodore's jacket

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

next to him, gently disinfecting his wound. "Mr. Reynolds, you're so badly injured. How could Ms. Ziegler not help

and glanced at her coldly. "Don't

It seemed Theodore's words in the

her. Mr. Reynolds, how about my

she had performed. He pulled his hand back. "Your skills

beat. "I

Entertainment and find Vanessa. She'll set you up with resources." Violet's mind raced with thoughts of the opportunities. It seemed cozying up to Theodore was paying off.

room, she stuffed the ointment back into her suitcase and hung

on the faucet. She heard

breath, waited for her heartbeat to calm, and then

on the bed, smelling of smoke. Phoebe noticed a

blanket

her back turned to him.

didn't exchange a

They were heading to the next place. After breakfast, the convoy set

reached their final stop, near the northernmost point, where 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 red. However, she always wore gloves that

Phoebe and Theodore found themselves embroiled in a silent conflict, maintaining a professional