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.

felt more aggrieved. "You insisted on marrying me. Why

coaxing softly, "I don't

then climbed onto his back, tearfully

on his back, opened the door,

his shoulder, the familiar mint scent calming her. She closed her

carried her slowly to the Imperial Apartment. He casually asked, "You have a cold, why did you come

off, until he caught her faint voice. "I'm unhappy,"

his head. "Why

Phoebe didn't answer.

his expression hard to read. "Is it because we

her tears, her mood dropping. She choked

Theodore was speechless.

buried her face in his

me for

quieted until she seemed to fall

say anything

with only a few taxis passing by. Snowflakes fluttered down, and the world

was sleeping soundly, tears still at the corners of her

"Phoebe," he called softly.

No response.

footsteps crunched in the snow. He stared at her for a long time, murmuring, "You seem really down. Could I interpret that as a tiny crush on me?" Phoebe's breath brushed

and whispered, "Then I'll take the liberty of assuming you have a soft spot for me too. How about this? From tomorrow onwards, we'll each try to like the other a tad bit more every single day. Deal?" Phoebe, deep

content. "Since you're not saying anything,

Theodore carried Phoebe through the streets, taking two hours

Theodore didn't feel tired. He carried Phoebe to the bedroom, changed her into pajamas, and

honey water and staying by her side until she fell asleep, he took a hot shower himself, his heart filled with a sense

she woke up the next