Forbidden Passion

Chapter 601 Phoebe Played Dumb

Cindy plopped down next to her, eyes glued to the blue veins on the back of her hand. She felt that familiar pang in her chest. "Look at you, you're all skin and bones." "What's up with Theodore? I heard he saved Vanessa first after coughing up $500 million?" Cindy blurted out.

Phoebe just sat there, speechless.

Cindy noticed Phoebe's eyelashes drooping and realized she'd put her foot in her mouth. She quickly covered it up. "Phoebe, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just so pissed. If he's so into Vanessa, why won't he just let you go?" Phoebe didn't want to get into who Theodore liked. "It's cool, I don't care about that."

Cindy paused, sensing something was off with Phoebe. She looked the same on the outside, but her eyes were missing that usual spark.

"Phoebe," Cindy called out.

"Tell me about the fun stuff that happened when you went home for the holidays," Phoebe quickly changed the subject, not letting Cindy dig any deeper.

Cindy's mind shifted gears. She started talking about being forced into a blind date at home, it turned out to be the young professor who had taught a college course at Kedora at the time.

Cindy animatedly recounted the blind date, and Phoebe watched her, feeling a deep sense of emptiness inside.

After finally seeing Cindy off, Phoebe got a moment of peace.

Not long after, Theodore showed up. He sat down and said, "I just talked to the doc. She said you can be discharged. Once you're out, let's head back to West Mountain Villas. The place is huge, and there's a garden. You can go outside whenever you want."

Phoebe acted like she didn't hear him.

Her current stance towards Theodore was all about ignoring and not responding.

eyes full of pain. "Phoebe, can you say something to me, please? Just

turned her head away, looking

asked Lawton to handle your discharge papers. We'll go home tonight." Phoebe's fingers curled slightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging. She didn't want to go back with Theodore. She

packed Phoebe's stuff, bundled her up

A bunch of people followed them, lugging Phoebe's luggage. A whole entourage left the hospital in a grand procession. But she

eyes filled with deep resentment. Why had she lost everything and still couldn't

to have survived? If she had known, she would've whipped Phoebe

doing his job right, leaving this mess

to West Mountain Villas. Despite his usual need for privacy, he had hired servants and bodyguards, making the villa

fuss. She followed Theodore's every command like a puppet,

out of her coat. The room was set to the perfect temp, so she wouldn't freeze in just a single

over the foot of the bed and heard a knock on the door. He got up to open it. A servant stood there with dinner. Theodore grabbed the tray

feed Phoebe. "We got a new chef. Try this and see if you like it. If you do, I'll keep him around to cook for you every day." After the hospital ordeal, Phoebe was super compliant. Whatever he fed her, she ate without a

porridge, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

of their honeymoon here. If the

guard down, Phoebe suddenly puked everything she had just

went pale. Ignoring the mess on the bed, he leaned over and patted her back,

the headboard. Theodore wiped her mouth with a wet tissue,

Theodore had already ordered someone to clean

Under Theodore's intense gaze, he quickly said, "It must be that her stomach got cold on the way back. She should stick to light porridge for the next

of his nose, raised his hand,

dare stay any longer and left

pale and listless Phoebe, his tone sorrowful. "Phoebe, what am I gonna do with