Forbidden Passion

Chapter 484 The Only One I Want to Harass is You

The two of them strolled over to the private room. Phoebe took a deep breath, psyched herself up, and then swung the door open. Inside, there were about a dozen folks, half of them barely-dressed hostesses, and the other half were some big-shot directors from different companies.

Phoebe's eyes zeroed in on Theodore. He was cozying up with a stunning woman, and they were chatting away, the woman laughing so hard she was practically shaking against his chest.

Phoebe clenched her teeth. She marched over, and one of the directors spotted her. "Is that Ms. Ziegler? Long time no see, you've become even more elegant. Theodore, you're one lucky guy," he remarked.

Phoebe ignored him and went straight to Theodore, her voice heavy. "Get up."

Theodore squinted his eyes open and, seeing Phoebe, shoved the woman off and grabbed Phoebe's wrist, pulling her into his arms.

He said, "Ms. Ziegler, have a drink with me."

Phoebe leaned against Theodore, her forehead bumping his chin. It was hard to tell who felt more pain. She caught a whiff of mixed perfumes on Theodore and frowned deeply.

She replied, "Get up, we're going home."

Theodore frowned and, in a slurred voice, said, "Home? Where's my home?"

Phoebe frowned, seeing Theodore's glazed-over eyes. She decided not to argue and tugged on his arm, saying, "Get up, we're heading back to the Imperial Apartment."

Theodore suddenly laughed. "The Imperial Apartment is my home? How's that my home? It's just a fancy cage where I keep my mistresses."

It was the first time Phoebe had heard Theodore say something like this. She was stunned for a moment, and Theodore slumped back onto the sofa, muttering to himself, "I, Theodore, keep mistresses in the Imperial Apartment. Great." Hearing Theodore's nonsense, Phoebe turned around and saw a glass of wine. Without thinking, she picked it up and splashed it on Theodore's face.

Everyone around, whether sober or not, was shocked by Phoebe's action.

her in time and covered his face in despair. He thought, 'Oh no, are

across Theodore's face, forming a myriad of droplets. He shut his eyes, the epitome of composure one moment, now resembling a petulant child in the midst

eyes are blind. You owe

and forcefully lifted him from

of them heard this, and Theodore suddenly

has had too much to drink. We'll take him home first. Put tonight's bill on Mr. Reynolds' tab. Enjoy yourselves." The directors looked at each other. "Did you notice that Ms. Ziegler's vibe has changed? She

most of his weight on her, causing her to

tonight but didn't know they had other plans afterward. Thinking about

snow to sober him up, but in the end, she

Lawton helped Theodore into the passenger seat. Lawton asked, "Mrs. Reynolds, do

"Nah, it's late.

evolution into a wife. He couldn't help but admire her theatrical flair with the wine splash

Theodore, who had been faking being drunk in the passenger seat, couldn't wait to lean

hadn't expected that the supposedly drunk Theodore, who couldn't even recognize people earlier, would

know who I am? Do you grope every girl who

drunkenness left, it was sobered up by Phoebe's splash of wine. He hadn't drunk much; he

to grope is you." Theodore leaned his head over. Despite his size, he

on the steering wheel, smoothly turning it half a circle. The car made a right turn ahead,

one hand and pulled Theodore's hand out of her sweater. "I'm driving. Behave yourself,"

that Theodore had been unhappy these past few days. Even though they had been harmonious that night, for some reason, he was unhappy again.

had

suddenly burned. She thought, 'How could Theodore be so

said, "Phoebe, this is the first time you've

Phoebe was taken aback.