Forbidden Passion

Chapter 520 Be Good

In the evening, Phoebe rolled back to her lonely crib, the place all dark and gloomy. One flick of the switch, and bam, the house lit up like a Christmas tree. She dragged her tired self inside, only to spot Theodore sprawled out on the couch.

The sudden brightness made Theodore squint hard. He threw an arm over his eyes, looking like he was in no mood to wake up.

Phoebe tiptoed over to him, dropped her bag on the coffee table, and stared down at him. He was rocking a black sweater with his shirt collar peeking out. Under the light, Theodore looked all kinds of handsome and classy.

"Meow." Ollie strutted over and rubbed against Phoebe's leg.

Phoebe scooped up Ollie and whispered, "Shh, be good. Let him catch some more Z's. We'll hang in the kitchen."

Phoebe was dead tired after a long day, just wanting to crash and burn.

But seeing Theodore at home, all her exhaustion vanished. She felt pumped, like she could whip up a five-star meal.

In the kitchen, Phoebe plopped Ollie on the counter and let him mess around while she got dinner going.

Phoebe could cook like a pro. Back when Evelyn worked for the Vanderbilt family and couldn't cook for her and Donovan, Phoebe would take over after school. Over time, she got pretty darn good at it.

Soon enough, dinner was ready, and she set the table. Ollie jumped up, and she scooped him off.

"Don't mess around on the table," she said.

"Meow."

Ollie on the cat tree and headed back to the living room. She squatted by the

in his sleep. Was it 'cause Bishop was stirring up trouble

reached out, her hand landing on his furrowed brow, smoothing it out with a soft touch. Theodore's frown eased. Phoebe smiled, but just as she was about to pull her hand back, a big hand caught

slowly opened his eyes, smirking. "Caught you red-handed, checking me

"I wasn't peeking. Dinner's ready, and I came to get

eyes with her.

feeling awkward. She turned her face away, embarrassed, and tried to pull her hand back. "Quit messing around and go wash up. The food's getting cold." Theodore tugged her

onto him. She blushed and propped herself on the edge of the couch, glaring at him.

lightly tapped her nose. "Be good, don't make

"Oh."

squatted by the couch, looking at Theodore's handsome face up close. The red veins in his eyes were a stark reminder of the sleepless nights he'd had in the hospital lately. She told herself not to feel sorry for him, but she

Phoebe paused. "The hospital? How's Sophia doing? Any luck finding a heart

chatting about Sophia. He teased, "You keeping tabs on my

asking. If it bugs you, I won't ask again. Go

of bite in

and headed to the dining room, leaving

up from the couch and quickly

and started eating. Suddenly, a

to the estate." Theodore decided to spill about his afternoon. "Mom heard about Bishop causing a ruckus at the company this morning and called

her

camping out at the hospital just to be with her,

showing off yesterday made Phoebe so

close, sniffed lightly, and smirked.