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.

you forget who I am? If you've forgotten, I don't mind reminding

publicly put a wedding ring on Phoebe, all while harboring words he yearned to express since that fateful night four years prior when 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

Theodore's face darkened. "Phoebe!"

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

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

grasped the cage firmly, his gaze intense as if he 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

for playing mind games. What was he thinking, setting up

else. Harper's death had already worn her out, and now being locked up by Theodore, how was she gonna get out of this

didn't leave; he soon kicked

immediately sat up straight, ready to deal with him, only to see him holding a

to wear tonight, the diamonds on it sparkling and almost

the truth about her dad's accident, she would've worn this custom dress tonight, standing next to Theodore, accepting everyone's congratulations. Theodore tossed the dress on the bed, took off his coat and threw it on the

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

you gonna do?"

took off the dust cover, and tossed it aside.

There's still half an hour until midnight. I'll

tingled.

fight, yet he still wanted to help her put on a dress. Was he out of his mind? Theodore unlocked the cage, his voice low. "Yeah, I'm a bit crazy, so be good and don't make me use force. It'd hurt you, and