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.

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

face. Tonight, Theodore had planned to publicly put a wedding ring on Phoebe, all while harboring words he yearned to express since that

prospect of articulating these sentiments now seemed futile and potentially only embroil him in humiliation. Theodore 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 past four years, haven't I been nothing more than a pet you kept around? Have you

Theodore's face darkened. "Phoebe!"

me up, or you rip my clothes off no matter where we are. You never care if I'm hurt or humiliated. You say you're

I hit a nerve? I thought if I played nice, you'd let me go, but I

could devour her whole. "Phoebe, it seems like I've been way too lenient these 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 the ground inside the cage. She looked up at the square golden prison

playing mind games. What was he thinking, setting up a golden

death had already worn her out, and

he soon kicked the door open, carrying

immediately sat up straight, ready to deal with

supposed to wear tonight, the diamonds on it sparkling and almost

coat and threw it on the bed too, then started unbuttoning his suit jacket. He slowly unbuttoned his

Theodore wouldn't be crazy enough to

are you gonna do?" Phoebe

pink dress, took off the dust cover, and tossed it aside. He caressed the dress with his

hour until midnight. I'll help you put it

tingled. "You're

dress. Was he out of his mind? Theodore unlocked the cage, his voice