Chapter 578 Tonight, I'll Let You Go

Phoebe looked up at Theodore, still as intimidating and distant as ever, just like when they first met. The guy who once seemed out of reach was now right in front of her, saying in a cool tone, "Beg me." Phoebe's eyes traced Theodore's sharp brow, narrow eyes, and straight nose like she was painting a picture. She smirked, "I beg you to let me go!"

Theodore's fingers suddenly tightened around Phoebe's waist, pulling her close. He leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Tonight, I'll let you go."

Phoebe felt a jolt through her body. She couldn't take it anymore, so she shoved him away and turned to leave.

It wasn't until the door slammed shut that Theodore felt all his strength drain away. He leaned weakly against the closet door, wiping his face with his hand.

"Phoebe, if you come keep me company, won't Mr. Reynolds say something?" Grace asked, looking at Phoebe, who had changed into pajamas and was now sitting on the bed.

Grace could tell that Phoebe and Theodore's relationship wasn't like a typical married couple. There was always something between them, a distance that fluctuated.

Phoebe propped a pillow behind her and leaned back, saying lightly, "It's fine; he'll understand."

Grace hugged her knees, burying her face in her arms, and mumbled, "You really don't seem like a couple."

Phoebe was taken aback.

Indeed, she and Theodore didn't seem like a couple.

In the past three years, almost no one knew she was Theodore's wife because there was no vibe of a married couple between them.

Some couples couldn't hide their love when they looked at each other.

Theodore only had hatred

changed the subject, "How does it feel to be

was stunned for a moment, then lost interest in analyzing Phoebe and Theodore's relationship. After a long pause, she said, "The mansion is huge, the rooms are spacious-much larger than the one I had at the Sullivan family's house. It even has a private bathroom and walk-in closet. I used to

of longing in her tone and the underlying melancholy in

why aren't you happy?"

buried her face in her arms completely, her voice tinged with

a kid and needed

worked day and night to save up for medical bills, wishing I could clone myself to get more done. I was so poor I couldn't even afford a bottle of water, but I was happy and content. But now, I live in this mansion, playing the role of a wealthy heiress, drowning in endless cash, I'm

She patted

don't know where I belong. I actually hate gutting fish, hate the fishy smell that won't

if you want to cry,

she was floating in the air. Her former parents weren't her real parents, and her current parents weren't her parents either. Grace had a home, but suddenly she felt like

say much after that. She

cried

the bed for a long time until the sky started to lighten. Her phone buzzed, and she got a

to find just a photo. In the pic, Vanessa was standing in front of a car dealership, the same place where Donovan used to get his car serviced. Phoebe sat up

don't need to pay for

anything, but if Vanessa

careful not to wake Grace, and quietly went to

brighter. Phoebe went downstairs and

and walked into the living

bit more?" Sarah's kind face was nothing like the harsh one from last night's scolding of Marlowe. Phoebe said, "Today is the seventh day since Donovan passed away. My mom is preparing to pray for him

rough time lately with everything that's happened. I hope things will slowly get better."

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