Forbidden Passion

Chapter 563 Don't Test My Limits

Theodore leaned in and kissed her, his breath all heavy and stuff. Mid-kiss, he muttered, "Phoebe, have I been too soft on you? You've forgotten your place." Phoebe felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She tried to kick him, but Theodore was ready. The second she lifted her leg, he pinned her down, breaking away from her lips.

Phoebe was pissed and frustrated, struggling to break free. She shot daggers at Theodore, "If you wanna get laid, go to Vanessa. She'll be more than happy to oblige." Already fuming, Theodore's face darkened even more at her words. He grabbed her by the neck, spitting out each word, "Say that again!"

His eyes were cold, the fury in them downright scary.

Phoebe looked away. Her words had cut deep, not just for Theodore but for herself too, leaving her heart aching.

Theodore grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Phoebe, don't you dare push me towards another woman again."

He knew Phoebe didn't love him, but her pushing him to Vanessa still stung. He wanted to rip open her heart to see if it was made of stone. Why couldn't he warm it?

Phoebe bit her lower lip, hitting the spot he had bitten earlier, making her gasp in pain. Seeing her like this, Theodore felt a mix of hate and heartache. He let her go and turned away.

"Phoebe, stop testing my limits. You can be with anyone but Edward," his cold voice echoed in the stairwell.

Phoebe clenched her fists, turned, and stormed out of the emergency exit.

Theodore listened to her footsteps fade away. He leaned weakly against the stair railing and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up.

an unknown number. He frowned and answered, hearing

Reynolds, did you like the gift I sent

If you've

call ended, and Theodore angrily dialed back,

when it buzzed again. Without checking the caller ID, he answered, "Who is this?" "Mr.

bridge of his nose. The cigarette in his fingers nearly burned

asked, "Did

beef with Mr. Adams from the Adams Group. Recently, he'd been talking

messed with his brakes and planted a timed bomb in his

with Mr. Douglas, probably trying to secure the project and mess with you at the shareholders'

as what I found. Even if it's ruled a murder, without solid

thought about what Phoebe had said yesterday, his face growing darker.

to drop it, making her

Also, set up a meeting with Mr. Douglas for me. I need to

to Donovan? Theodore needed to find out to have

The mirror showed her pale face, making

to wash away the blood, but it hurt too

better spirits. Brian and Edward were like her own sons, even though they weren't related by blood. Seeing Phoebe come in, Brian stood up and said, "Phoebe, take care of Evelyn. Call me if you need anything. I gotta

hold him up. She walked him to the elevator. Brian's eyes flicked to her lip,

"Brian, thanks for coming to see me and my mom. We'll be fine,

call me if you