Forbidden Passion

Chapter 557 Don't Touch Me

Phoebe had a rough night, tossing and turning with nightmares of Donovan's car flipping and sinking into the ocean, swallowed by the waves, leaving no trace of him. She woke up screaming, drenched in sweat, her heart pounding like a drum.

The bedroom door flew open, and in walked Theodore, tall and looking all serious, his eyes locking onto her pale face.

He sat down next to her, gripping her thin shoulders to keep her from jumping out of bed.

"Phoebe, you're still weak. Just chill for a bit longer," Theodore said, his eyes full of worry.

Phoebe shrugged off his hand, grabbed the coat next to her, threw it on, and made a beeline for the door. Theodore was right on her heels. "Phoebe, where are you going?" he asked.

Looking like she hadn't slept in days, Phoebe's lips were pale. She kept walking, "Where did Donovan's accident happen? I need to see it." Theodore's face darkened, "Eat something first, and I'll take you there."

Phoebe wasn't having it, "I don't want to eat. I can't even think about food."

Donovan just vanished. There was no warning, nothing. His last call was to her; how could she live with that?

Theodore caught up, grabbed her wrist, and said, "You look like crap. If you don't eat, you'll collapse."

"I don't need your pity!" Phoebe snapped, yanking her hand away, but the effort made her vision blur, showing just how weak she was.

Theodore's eyes showed a flicker of hurt. He didn't try to catch her, just stated the obvious, "You can barely stand. The beach wind will knock you over. Eat something first, or you're not going anywhere." Phoebe glared at him, teeth clenched.

Theodore stood his ground, "Waste time if you want. I've got all day."

Phoebe let out a frustrated sound and finally gave in, "Fine, I'll eat. But after that, you take me."

her up

sides. Theodore set Phoebe down, and picked up the

hot, but she

It's hot,"

of blisters. She felt like she couldn't eat fast enough, wishing she could just pour it down her throat. Theodore's eyes darkened. He knew she wouldn't listen,

heat. She stood up and stared at Theodore, "I'm

hand clenched into a fist. He

to the underground parking lot, where Jack was waiting in the car. Phoebe and

silent, Phoebe staring out the window as the city lights

did Donovan go to the beach?"

a party at his beach villa last night. He invited me, but since Donovan was handling the project, I sent him instead."

again, "Today's the last day of the

the steering wheel, wished he could

was blaming him

to face him, "Phoebe, are you saying I sent

her shoulders made Phoebe wince. She looked at Theodore calmly, "I

hurting over

into

afraid she'd hurt herself,

rest of the ride was silent. Two hours later, they

sea breeze hitting her face with a

guardrail, the trampled

like lead,

Was Donovan really dead?