Forbidden Passion

Chapter 487 We Are Married

Everyone jumped up like they'd been zapped, not knowing what to do with their jittery hands and feet. "Should we bounce now?"

Phoebe grinned and said, "Nah, Mr. Reynolds ain't that scary. Y'all can chill. Who wanted to watch a movie? I'll put it on."

The colleague who'd been all about the movie turned beet red and quickly said, "Ms. Ziegler, you're hilarious. We don't need to watch it anymore. How about the news instead?" Before she could finish, a colleague next to her nudged her. "Look at you, such a chicken."

"If you're not a chicken, then you watch it," she shot back, glancing shyly at Phoebe. "Let's just watch the news, keep up with the world and stuff."

Phoebe gave a cheeky smile, picked a variety show, and then plopped down on a small stool, cracking open a beer and pouring it for everyone.

Everyone was way less rowdy now, scared Theodore might stroll in and catch them acting wild, leaving a bad impression.

"Don't be so uptight, y'all. Come on, let's toast." Phoebe raised her glass, and the others followed suit, clinking glasses with her. "Merry Christmas!" "Merry Christmas!"

The vibe started to loosen up. Theodore walked in wearing loungewear, and everyone tensed up again, standing awkwardly. "Mr. Reynolds." Theodore waved his hand. "Chill, please. If y'all are so stiff, Phoebe might kick me out."

Everyone exchanged looks and sat down again, but with Theodore right there, it was hard to relax. They didn't dare to speak and just kept sneaking glances at him. Then they noticed Theodore's loungewear matched Phoebe's. His dark gray loungewear had a pink fluffy patch, while Phoebe's pink loungewear had a dark gray fluffy patch. "Want some beer?" Phoebe placed a clean glass in front of Theodore, her movements smooth and casual.

Theodore nodded. "Sure."

Phoebe poured him a half glass of beer and, looking up, saw everyone staring at them. She said, "Y'all should eat. This whole spread is courtesy of Mr. Reynolds. You can't leave until you finish it, got it?" Carol was the first to dig in, and seeing her move, the others followed suit. After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the screening room finally chilled out.

set the glass down, she locked eyes with Theodore. "Mr. Reynolds, I got a question for you, with the courage given by this drink." Theodore was sitting next

He replied, "Shoot."

the deal between you and

wanted to give Carol a standing ovation. They'd been dying to ask that all night, and finally, someone

cleared her throat. "Carol's asking

Phoebe's face. "Phoebe

wife because the gap between their statuses was too huge. But now that Theodore had personally confirmed Phoebe's identity, no matter how

the first to snap out of it. She nudged her dazed colleague, poured

toast to your enduring

charge, everyone else raised

Theodore, who gave her a

followed his lead, clinking glasses with everyone. "Thanks, y'all.

was just this untouchable boss. Now that we

husband, he seemed way more approachable, and they even dared to crack

lit up the night sky outside. Someone

turned and saw the red and blue fireworks lighting up the clear night sky, one

his arm around her waist, lifting her off the stool, and whispered in her ear, "Let's go check

Phoebe replied, "Sure."

Theodore's eyes darkened slightly as he leaned down to kiss Phoebe

getting more intense, filling the sky

go of Phoebe and walked them to