Forbidden Passion

Chapter 594 Phoebe in His Memory

Theodore cracked his eyes open, locking onto James with a cold, ruthless stare. A weird smile crept across his face.

"You made me save her first. I did. Now you want me to clean up the mess? Mr. Fitzroy, do I look like I got nothing better to do?" James's face went pale, his lips quivering.

He begged, "Theodore, I know you hate me and Sophia. I know Phoebe's still in danger, but please, understand a father's heart. She's my only daughter left. Can you just go see her, just for a moment?"

Theodore looked away, like staring at James any longer would drag up bad memories. "Leave. I think I've repaid any debt I owed you."

James never thought Theodore would cut ties so cleanly. He looked at Theodore, shaking. "Theodore, Vanessa got kidnapped because of you. How can you just walk away?"

Grace came back with a lunchbox and caught James's accusation. She was instantly pissed and stormed over.

She yelled, "How can you be so demanding? Theodore didn't save Phoebe first; he dropped five billion dollars to save Vanessa. Now she's well-fed and recovering in the hospital, with all the bills covered by Theodore. What more do you want? Should Theodore be her servant to repay her debt for being kidnapped?"

James, usually a nice guy, had spoken out of line. He blushed at Grace's comeback.

James shot back, "Vanessa went through hell for no reason. Isn't it right for you to pay for her rescue? If Theodore hadn't pushed the kidnappers to the edge, they wouldn't have beaten her half to death."

Grace was fuming, pointing to the ICU. "The one beaten half to death is Phoebe. She's still in the ICU, unlike Vanessa, who's already up and causing trouble."

ghostly. "I'm not talking to

unreasonable behavior. No wonder Vanessa turned out to be someone

What a messed-up family.

busy and has no time for these trivial matters." Grace made a shooing gesture. "Please don't bother Theodore anymore." James's pleas got him nowhere.

I'm begging you. Just go see her, just

knelt before Theodore, it nearly cost Theodore Phoebe.

self-respect. Don't exhaust the last bit of

while, he stood up, supporting himself on the ground, and stumbled away. Grace pursed

no good, seeing James's gray hair and his kneeling for Vanessa made

the closed ICU door, and that

ICU; she didn't need to feel any sympathy for

Theodore still guarding the ICU door, she walked over and sat beside him. "Still worried about her?" Theodore turned to look at Evelyn. She was way calmer now than when she first

of storms in her life. The tougher things got,

for three days. I don't know when she'll wake up or if she'll even want to see me

were staying with the Vanderbilt family. My paycheck barely covered sending two kids to school. During the school's anniversary, Phoebe got picked as the cheerleading captain but had to buy

her not to collect trash again. She's so stubborn. Since I wouldn't let her sell trash, she used the money she had already earned to buy popsicles and sold them outside the amusement

scorching hot back then, and she came back tanned. When I asked what she had been doing, she wouldn't say. She earned enough money to buy the uniform, but the teacher thought she was too tanned and didn't fit the school's image, so they gave the captain position to another girl. She came home and cried,

Theodore's heart ached.

she wants. She quietly works for it, while Donovan clearly tells me what he wants, even if

the brink of death, she would