Forbidden Passion

Chapter 494 He Wants to Be Treated Gently by Her

In the spacious master bedroom, there was this flashy golden cage, tall enough to fit a person, shining under the light.

Phoebe remembered the cheeky words Theodore had thrown at her not too long ago.

Back then, Phoebe thought he was just messing around, but now, seeing this golden cage, she realized Theodore never joked about anything.

She suddenly started fighting back hard. "Theodore, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Theodore grabbed her wrist and yanked her in front of him like it was nothing. He looked down at her and said in a super casual tone, "Since you're bored of living in a golden house, why not try a golden cage?" Phoebe shot back, "Theodore, who even says stuff like that?"

She glared at him, but she was too weak to do anything.

Theodore pinned her arms together and dragged her towards the cage. Phoebe struggled like crazy. "I don't wanna be locked up, Theodore, let me go!"

"Let you go so you can run back to your ex? Phoebe, I, Theodore, ain't ever been a fool." He shoved her into the cage.

Phoebe lost her balance and fell inside. The door slammed shut, locking her in. She turned around, a mess, glaring at Theodore outside the cage.

"You'll regret this," she yelled.

Theodore smirked, noting the hate in Phoebe's eyes. Her softness towards Edward contrasted sharply with her fear and loathing towards him. He craved her gentleness.

I been too nice to you lately, making you forget who

bitter smile to spread across his face. Tonight, Theodore had planned to publicly put a wedding ring on Phoebe, all while harboring words he yearned to express since that fateful night four years prior when he imposed

didn't know how to warm someone's heart, and Phoebe's heart was like stone; he couldn't warm it. Phoebe stood in the cage and sneered, "Theodore, have you ever been good to me? No, you haven't. All those so-called good things were just you being in a good mood and throwing me a bone. For the

Theodore's face darkened. "Phoebe!"

no matter where we are. You never care if I'm hurt or humiliated. You say you're good to me, but how?"

Did I hit a nerve? I thought if I played nice, you'd let me go, but I was just being stupid," Phoebe

days."With that, he turned and slammed the door on his way out. After cursing him out, Phoebe's legs gave out, and she slid to

What was he thinking, setting

she was too drained to think about anything else. Harper's death had already worn her out, and now being locked up by Theodore,

didn't leave; he soon kicked the door open,

straight, ready to deal with him, only to see him

dress she was supposed to wear tonight, the diamonds on it sparkling and

congratulations. Theodore tossed the dress on the bed, took off his coat and threw it on the bed too, then started unbuttoning his suit jacket. He slowly unbuttoned his cufflinks, his eyes locked on Phoebe.

thought, 'No way, Theodore wouldn't be crazy enough to make

are you gonna do?" Phoebe

the dust cover, and tossed it aside. He caressed the dress with his fingers like

yet. There's still half an hour until midnight.

tingled.

were clearly in the middle of a fight, yet he still wanted to help her put on a dress. Was he out of his mind? Theodore