Forbidden Passion

Chapter 583 Babe, You're So Cold

Phoebe snagged a flight online, dead set on heading to the repairman's hometown to get some answers. This whole thing had been eating at her, making her restless and messing with her sleep and appetite.

If she didn't get to the bottom of it, she'd never find peace.

With New Year was around the corner, flights were a nightmare to book. Every ticket before the New Year was gone. Phoebe checked out the train options and scored a ticket for three days later.

Three days later was the day before New Year's Eve. No matter how the investigation went, she'd be spending New Year's away from home. If she gave Evelyn a heads-up, Evelyn would definitely shut it down. So, Phoebe kept it on the down-low, planning to deal with the fallout later.

She set everything up in secret, counting down the days to leave, but fate had other plans.

Morning light poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

On the big bed, Phoebe lay on her side, with a warm body pressed against her back. An arm was draped over her waist, and her legs were tangled up with Theodore's, like they were glued together.

Opening her eyes, Phoebe stared blankly at the dust dancing in the sunlight. Ever since Evelyn made her move back to the Imperial Apartment from the hotel, Theodore had been finding all sorts of excuses to sneak into her bed. Theodore shifted behind her, nuzzling his chin into her neck, his voice muffled, "You awake?"

Phoebe grabbed Theodore's wrist, trying to move his hand, but he just hugged her tighter, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

Phoebe was speechless.

Theodore rubbed his chin against her neck, his voice sleepy, "Stay with me a bit longer, I'm so tired."

Even if Phoebe had any sleepiness left, it was gone now, "I remember locking the door last night. How did you get in?" she asked.

"I used a key. Babe, you're so cold, leaving me alone in that empty room on such a chilly night," Theodore mumbled, half-asleep, with a hint of whining. Phoebe's heart skipped a beat at the word "babe," her pulse racing. She closed her eyes and slipped out of Theodore's embrace.

and darted into the bathroom, afraid she might soften up

many times; she couldn't

thoughts. She walked to the sink, splashed cold water on her face to wake herself up. After freshening up, Phoebe put on some light makeup, changed her clothes, and headed

dining room. Theodore was standing at the entrance with a bowl of

me to make sure you take this every

bowl of medicine. Lately, just the sight of it made her feel queasy. She wanted to skip it whenever she

on her from afar, Evelyn had

bringing her medicine three times a day, making sure she drank every drop

her own, and she didn't want to spite

calmly, "Open your

out, Phoebe clamped her mouth shut. But then, something sweet touched

and a piece of candy slipped in, sweet and

blankly at Theodore. For a moment, he seemed so close, yet so

gaze, "Why you

it, shook her head, and

on fumes lately. When we get a break, let's find a quiet island and chill for a few days." Phoebe's lips pressed tightly

still be low. If she didn't stay with Evelyn

bring Mom along?"

traveling with elders. Yet he suggested bringing

surprised by his offer, then she realized

mom doesn't like noise and crowds. Taking her on a trip wouldn't make her as happy as letting her play cards." Phoebe coldly withdrew her hand and walked into the dining room.

breakfast in silence. Until they left, neither of them broke the

continuous sunny days melting all the snow. The ground was a bit damp. They crossed the street and arrived

hour, and employees hurried into the company, greeting

"Good morning, Mr. Reynolds!"