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.

drink. As she 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 to Phoebe, playing with her fingers, showing no intention of avoiding

He replied, "Shoot."

deal between you and Ms.

all night, and finally, someone did. Theodore turned to Phoebe, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

her throat. "Carol's asking

hand, his gaze sweeping over everyone before landing back on Phoebe's face. "Phoebe is my legit wife," he declared. Phoebe was stunned,

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

nudged her dazed colleague, poured herself a

Ziegler, here's a belated toast to your enduring love and happiness together!"

the charge, everyone else raised their glasses

She glanced at Theodore, who

glasses with everyone. "Thanks, y'all. I thought you might freak

untouchable boss. Now that we know he's Ms. Ziegler's hubby, he feels way more down-to-earth." "Yeah, totally," everyone

Phoebe's husband, he seemed way more approachable, and they even dared to crack some

bunch of fireworks lit up the night sky outside. Someone shouted, "Fireworks! They're

red and blue fireworks lighting up the clear night sky,

off the stool, and whispered in her

Phoebe replied, "Sure."

and Theodore's eyes darkened

going, getting more intense, filling the sky with colorful,

Theodore let go of Phoebe and walked them to the door, where