Forbidden Passion

Chapter 512 Phoebe Drunkenly Confesses Her Feelings

Phoebe was tipsy and saw Cindy leaving with a guy who looked kinda familiar.

She stumbled after them. "Cindy, why are you leaving? We were supposed to date the hot guys!"

Theodore's face darkened. He seethed to himself, 'Phoebe still wants to date hot guys? I've been gone a few days, and she's gotten bold.' He patted the leather sofa next to him and said, "Looking for hot guys? Come here, I'll take you."

Phoebe looked at Theodore but backed up until she hit the wall, feeling safer.

"I'm not coming over. You're just a heartbreaker," she said.

Theodore laughed, frustrated. "Heartbreaker?"

"Yeah, and a scumbag one. You took my heart, and now I can't find it." Phoebe started crying harder. "I lost my heart, I can't find it." Theodore had seen many sides of Phoebe elegant, obedient, well-behaved-but never this. His heart tightened.

He walked over, squatted beside her, and sighed, wondering why he was arguing with a drunk Phoebe.

"Get up, I'll take you home," he said softly.

Phoebe looked at him, tears streaming. "I don't want to go home. It's so empty, just me alone."

Theodore turned, looking at her helplessly. "Are you scared being home alone?"

Phoebe shook her head, then nodded. "Being home alone is so scary. The house is so big, my voice echoes."

She started crying again, "The house is so big, I'm scared."

Theodore was stunned, his heart aching.

"If you're scared, why didn't you call me?" he asked.

hang up on me." Phoebe felt more aggrieved. "You insisted on marrying me. Why do you

"I

climbed onto his back, tearfully

opened the door, and walked out, crossing the noisy hall into the snowy

familiar mint

worse in a car, Theodore carried her slowly to the Imperial Apartment. He casually asked,

had dozed off, until he caught her

head. "Why are

Phoebe didn't answer.

ahead, his expression hard to read. "Is

mood dropping. She choked

Theodore was speechless.

She buried her face in his shoulder,

"Blaming me for

gradually quieted until she

didn't say anything

few taxis

Phoebe on his back. She was sleeping soundly, tears still

"Phoebe," he called softly.

No response.

crunched in the snow. He stared at her for a long time, murmuring, "You seem really down. Could I interpret that as

too. How about this? From tomorrow onwards, we'll each try to

content. "Since you're not saying anything, I'll take

carried Phoebe through the streets, taking two hours

they were almost like snowmen, but Theodore didn't feel tired. He carried Phoebe to the bedroom, changed her into pajamas, and

and staying by her side until she fell asleep, he took a hot shower himself,

she woke up the