Forbidden Passion

Chapter 493 She Will Only Break His Heart!

Phoebe stood there in the snow, watching Edward's car vanish around the corner. She turned and started heading towards the Golden Apartment. Before she could take more than a few steps, a chilling voice sliced through the cold air, startling her. "You're ditching the party today because of him?" Phoebe shivered and spun around to see Theodore's tall, intimidating figure stepping out from under a tree, his vibe even colder than the weather. She stared at Theodore, feeling like they were suddenly worlds apart.

Theodore walked up to her, stopping just a few feet away. His voice was soft but firm. "I asked you, are you skipping the party because of him?" Phoebe looked away, a flash of an old, yellowed newspaper crossing her mind, making her eyes sting. "Didn't you see everything?"

"Phoebe!" Theodore's voice was still laced with anger as he stared her down.

Phoebe instinctively took a step back, her thin frame stiffening, clearly showing her fear.

The pain in Theodore's eyes deepened. He tried to soften his tone a bit. "My car's outside. Let's go."

Phoebe looked up, panic in her eyes. After a few seconds of locking eyes with Theodore, she finally said, "It's Christmas. I want to spend it with my mom."

Theodore squinted, staring at her. "No, you're coming back with me today."

"Theodore Reynolds!" Phoebe suddenly called him by his full name. "We've been married for four years. I've spent every holiday with you. Can't you give me some space?"

She didn't want to face Theodore right now. She didn't want to argue before things were clear. Why couldn't he understand?

Theodore's hand, hanging by his side, stiffened. A hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes. "The space you want is to be at the party with me, but instead, you went to meet your ex? Phoebe, I can't give you that kind of space," he retorted. "Stop accusing me." Phoebe was trembling with anger.

took a step forward, grabbed the scarf around Phoebe's neck, and yanked it off. With a flick of his

dragged her towards the black

road was covered in snow, causing her to nearly fall several times. When they reached the car, Theodore

the seat

word, Theodore stepped on the gas, and

the road was practically deserted. The black Range Rover tore down the street like a wild horse gone rogue. Phoebe was freaked

slow down!"

any cars around, the snow-covered, slippery road was a recipe for disaster. But Theodore

Phoebe breaking her promise and being with Edward ignited a fierce rage within him. "Phoebe, you wanna die with me?" Theodore floored the gas pedal, spitting out the words through gritted

She looked at Theodore, who was staring straight ahead, the streetlights reflecting in his eyes, making

cascaded down her cheeks. "I don't wanna die, Theodore. You can't die either. Please, ease up on the

would show up and force them to

a storm brewing in

climb, her heart feeling like it was about to burst out

I'm begging you,

roaring as if he were in a high-speed race. His desire to accelerate only intensified, pushing for more speed, more momentum. Phoebe had no idea how long this nightmare lasted. The roaring in her ears grew louder, and she thought she might die

halt, and silence enveloped them. She could hear her own breathing,

face was streaked with tears, and the cold wind felt like

was West Mountain Villas,