Forbidden Passion

Chapter 556 Phoebe Heartbroken

Phoebe's heart did a somersault. Donovan never called this late unless something was seriously up. The last time he did, he was knee-deep in trouble in Starfall City. She hit redial. After a few nerve-wracking rings, she got the dreaded automated message.

"The number you have dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."

Phoebe hung up and tried again. It was still off. Panic set in, and she quickly dialed Evelyn, "Mom, did Donovan come back last night?"

Evelyn was deep in a card game with her friends, "No clue, honey. I didn't go home last night."

Phoebe's anxiety spiked, "Mom, I called Donovan, but his phone's off. Can you check if he's home? If he is, tell him to call me back."

"Is it urgent? If not, just wait." Evelyn said, barely paying attention as she grabbed another card.

Evelyn had been on a winning streak for the past two days and was too engrossed to care about anything else.

Phoebe could hear the commotion on Evelyn's end and felt a wave of frustration. Evelyn always tuned out the world when she played cards.

Phoebe hung up, threw on some clothes, and headed for the door. Just as she reached it, it swung open, and there stood Theodore, looking like he just walked out of a snowstorm. Phoebe blinked at him. He was in a black coat, making his already intense vibe even more intimidating. His hair was damp, and he looked like he was carved out of ice. "Theodore." Phoebe stood there, stunned.

Theodore looked at her, his lips a tight line. He seemed to struggle with what to say but knew he couldn't avoid it. He called out, "Phoebe."

"Come in first. Your clothes are wet." Phoebe cut him off, sensing he was about to drop a bombshell.

She tossed her bag on the shoe cabinet, "Have you had breakfast? I'll whip something up for you. Just a sec."

As she turned to leave, Theodore stepped in, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her close.

there's something

speaking. His voice felt like a monster ready to swallow her

want to hear it. I'll make you

her tight. Her shoulders hit his solid chest, sending a jolt through

guard searched all night and only found the wreckage. Donovan is

dangerous sea, with last night's waves,

If Theodore hadn't been

Her vision blurred, and it took a few moments

her up and carried her to the living room, gently placing her on the

sofa as it peeked out, watching the tense scene

something. Don't just sit there. I'm really worried

from the bombshell. Slowly, she started to come back to

pleading, "You're lying,

her hand and said firmly,

it in his face, "Look, he called me last night. It's impossible. You must be lying." Her tears fell onto Theodore's hand, burning like acid, leaving a hole

tightly, "Phoebe, don't

him, but he wouldn't let go. She was desperate, crying out, "I don't believe it, Theodore. Tell

yelled, "He is! He must've gotten into trouble and is hiding because he's scared I'll scold him. He's always been irresponsible. He wouldn't fall into the sea, no way!" Phoebe would rather believe Donovan was hiding out like

was just a softer way of saying

more and more worked up, Theodore was scared she might hurt herself. He hugged

cried her heart out, her body

the family doctor. After checking her over, the doctor said, "Mrs. Reynolds

the doctor left, Theodore went back to the bedroom and sat by