Forbidden Passion

Chapter 472 Madison Panicked

Theodore's face tightened, his eyes cold as ice as he stared her down. "Do you mean this has something to do with Madison, Phoebe? Without proof, you can't just throw around accusations." Phoebe looked up at him, feeling the weight of his protectiveness towards Madison. It stung, but she understood.

Theodore wouldn't back her up without a solid reason.

"Yeah, no evidence." Phoebe dropped her gaze. "I'm beat. Let's head back."

She turned and started towards the hospital exit, but barely took two steps before a strong hand grabbed her wrist.

Theodore yanked her back, frowning. "Phoebe, you're pissed."

"I'm not," she said, her voice flat.

Next thing she knew, his fingers were on her chin, forcing her to look up. Theodore's eyes bore into hers. "You're upset. Why?"

Phoebe bit her lip. "I'm not upset. Just tired. Wanna go home and crash."

Theodore stared at her for a long moment, then pulled her into his arms. "Alright, let's go home."

Phoebe shut her eyes, exhausted, and left the hospital with Theodore.

Back at the Imperial Apartment, Ollie caught a whiff of blood on Phoebe and bolted to the top of the cat tree, glaring down at her.

Phoebe headed to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes. When she came out, Theodore was waiting at the door with a cup of hot milk. "Drink this and get some rest," he said.

Phoebe took the cup and drank silently. Theodore took the empty cup, set it aside, and led her to the bed.

out some

swollen, dark, and purple, but Theodore held them gently, like they

the ointment, Phoebe slipped under

climbed in beside her, wrapping his arms around her and gently patting her back like he was soothing

I'm right here,"

faint scent of

Madison pulled that sneaky move on her, Phoebe found herself smack in the middle of it all, whether she liked it or not. With a silent sigh, Phoebe thought to herself,

from under her neck. He got out of bed, grabbed his phone, and left

and someone picked up

dig into the connection between the person in the car accident tonight and

Mr. Reynolds,"

hung up and went back to the

finally broke, she got ready and headed out, bumping

getting out of the hospital, Taylor had been a shell of herself,

walked over. "Mom, I'm off

out. Madison, something bugging you lately?" Taylor eyed Madison, whose heavy makeup couldn't hide the red veins in her eyes. Madison shook her head, forcing a

then, Riley came out of the kitchen, hearing the engine rev up

"Mrs. Reynolds, did

she's been leaving early and coming back late. Seems troubled. Maybe it's work,"

lately. Maybe you two could travel, hit up some fashion weeks or something," Riley suggested. Taylor shook her head.

to push more, but seeing Taylor's tired expression, she held

tense lately, with Marlowe and Bishop still lurking around. Taylor couldn't leave now. If she did, it would give them an opening. Madison first went to the hospital. She lingered at the entrance for a long time but

as she stepped in, she

"Grace, didn't you get it? I told you not