Forbidden Passion

Chapter 584 Are You Feeling Sorry For Me?

Phoebe bolted into the elevator, eyes glued to the numbers flickering on the display. She felt a pang of regret why the hell did she sprint like that? Guess folks were right when they said gut reactions didn't lie.

The chairman's office was just a floor down. Phoebe barely had time to think before the elevator dinged. She stepped out into a buzzing office space. Everyone parted like the Red Sea when they saw her.

Ignoring their weird stares, Phoebe power-walked ahead. At the end of the room, she spotted Theodore looking a bit roughed up, a cut on his lip with a smudge of blood.

Her eyes narrowed. A closer look showed Bishop pinned down by a bunch of security guys in black suits, his face mashed against the floor. The scene took Phoebe back to the day Donovan got the same treatment, forced to kneel at Theodore's feet.

Phoebe shut her eyes for a sec, knowing now wasn't the time for a trip down memory lane.

Bishop and Donovan, different messes, same crappy situation.

Theodore glared down at Bishop, who was groveling at his feet, eyes dark and stormy. When he noticed Phoebe watching, his gaze softened up real quick.

In that moment, Theodore's eyes went all soft and harmless.

"Why'd you come down?" he asked.

"I heard you got hit, so I came to check on you," Phoebe said, eyes locked on the blood at the corner of Theodore's mouth. "You okay?"

"I'm hurt," Theodore leaned in, tilting his head to show off the bruise on his lip. "Look, he clocked me."

Phoebe was speechless.

She glanced at Bishop, who looked way worse than Theodore. His face was smooshed against the floor, hands pinned behind his back by the security guys. His face, kinda similar to Theodore's, was all bruised and swollen, and blood from his forehead had stained his white shirt collar.

the Reynolds Mansion that day, making her feel a

grabbed Phoebe's chin, turning her face

at him. Look at me,"

felt the eyes on them and lowered her voice,

already cornered, and getting publicly humiliated by

the crowd. Instantly, everyone scattered, leaving just

"Bishop, how's it feel to gain and then lose? Even my dad won't

his face, glaring at

up. "Toss him out. Don't

security guards roughly dragged Bishop towards

this. Just wait, I'll make you regret it." Standing next to Theodore, Phoebe watched as Bishop got dragged into the elevator. She sighed, "Why'd it have to come

glanced down at her, "You

had tried to run them over

lip checked

"I don't wanna go to the medical room. You take care

him off but couldn't. "You think

with my wife,"

she started treating Theodore's wound. Phoebe dipped a cotton swab in antiseptic, eyes locked on the cut on Theodore's lip, and

it hurt, making

hurt you?"

"No," Theodore replied.

was light, but he felt uneasy. Their relationship

was partly to blame. He'd been

things seemed to be getting