Forbidden Passion

Chapter 471 Madison Frames Phoebe

Phoebe was clinging to Theodore like he was her lifeline. Her limbs, all stiff and numb, were finally getting some feeling back, and tears were just streaming down her face. "Theodore, I hit someone," Phoebe blurted out.

Theodore could feel her shaking like a leaf. He kept rubbing her back, trying to calm her down. "Hey, it's alright. I'll take care of it. Don't freak out."

Phoebe shut her eyes, tears still flowing. "I didn't see him. He just jumped out of nowhere. I swear, I didn't mean to."

Ingrid overheard and lost it. "What? You hit my son and now you're blaming him for not following traffic rules?"

Theodore shot her a sharp look and said in a low voice, "The traffic cops will sort it out. Lawton, go find out what's up." Lawton took off in a hurry.

Ingrid, clearly rattled by Theodore, stood nearby, anxiously eyeing the green light above the operating room.

Time dragged on. Theodore helped Phoebe sit on a bench and tried to wipe the dried blood off her hands with a tissue.

However, the blood was stubbornly caked on, refusing to budge. Phoebe hid her hands behind her back, not wanting Theodore to see the mess. "It's fine," she muttered. "I'll take you to wash up," Theodore said, helping her to her feet and guiding her to the restroom.

Ingrid and her husband Yannick Navarro quickly blocked their path, glaring suspiciously. "Where do you think you're going? Trying to make a run for it?"

Theodore frowned. "I'm Theodore Reynolds, CEO of the Reynolds Group. We're not running."

Ingrid and Yannick exchanged looks. They knew the Reynolds Group. If their son Quimby Navarro was seriously hurt, making Phoebe pay would be tough.

Phoebe to the restroom, washed the blood off her hands, and

the lawyers. It'll be fine." Theodore took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, his heart aching at the

way back to the emergency room, they found Ingrid and Yannick already seated on the bench. The relief on their

long, Lawton arrived with a traffic cop in tow."Mr. Reynolds, I brought the traffic police.

Ingrid's voice was shrill. "Officer, was it her who hit my

the surveillance and talked to witnesses. They all said Ms. Ziegler was driving normally. Your son Quimby didn't follow traffic rules and jumped out from the roadside. It's on him.

You must've been bribed. Quimby always follows

believe me, you can come with us and review the

must've been bribed. Surveillance can be faked, witnesses can be bought. I don't buy it.

how it went down." Hearing the cop's verdict, Phoebe finally felt a

forehead. "It's not your fault.

her voice shaky. "How's

were driving slow. He'll pull through."

making a nurse come out to scold

forever, the light in the emergency room finally went out, and the doctor

doctor said, "The patient has a ruptured spleen, broken ribs, a busted forearm,

"Doctor, he almost died, and you say

but didn't argue. He nodded at Theodore and

crying loudly

watch your mouth," Lawton snapped, unable to

wiped her tears and glared at Phoebe with pure hatred. "I said