Forbidden Passion

Chapter 605 If You're Pregnant, I'll Let You Go

Theodore kicked over the coffee table, sending cups and snacks flying everywhere. Riley stood frozen at the dining room entrance, barely daring to breathe. Theodore turned to look at Phoebe's back, his eyes dark and stormy.

He knew that once a romantic relationship lost its spark and trust, all those sweet words turned into nothing but lies. No matter how much he groveled, Phoebe wasn't gonna forgive him. The damage was done, and taking another step back would just lead to total ruin.

He couldn't picture life without Phoebe, and the thought of her leaving was unbearable. Since everything he did was wrong anyway, why not just follow his gut?

Theodore thought to himself, 'Phoebe, as long as I don't let go, you ain't going anywhere!'

Phoebe went back to the bedroom and started packing. She didn't have much to take; most of her stuff was at Imperial Apartment.

So, she just went to the walk-in closet to change clothes, grabbed her phone and driver's license, and was ready to bounce.

When Phoebe turned around, she found her way blocked. She looked blankly at Theodore standing at the closet door.

Phoebe said, "Move."

Theodore's gaze was like dark clouds rolling in, making her heart race. She was actually a bit scared of him.

After confessing, Phoebe wanted to use Theodore's guilt to end things quickly. But if she couldn't get out of this door today, her quick resolution would fail again. Phoebe couldn't figure out what Theodore was thinking right now.

Since marrying Theodore, she had never really understood him. For example, Theodore was head over heels for Vanessa but hadn't rushed to divorce Phoebe. So Phoebe could only put on a cold front to push Theodore away.

As long as she could get out of here.

Theodore took a step forward, and Phoebe watched him warily. The next second, her hand was empty; Theodore had snatched her bag.

back, Theodore

her with his hand to lessen the impact. Theodore's body pressed against hers. He lowered his head slightly, whispering in her ear, "Phoebe, who gave you the guts to ask for

asking,

neck, "Don't you know what I

his teeth against her skin. She cried out in pain, "Theodore,

difference now? Compared to losing you, I'd rather have you

to tremble all over. "Get away, don't touch me with your

shrill as she

words cut into Theodore's heart like a knife. His eyes welled up but

step meant Phoebe would never love him again,

long as he could

shut his eyes, ripped her clothes, and lifted her against the

remember you owe me a kid? Give me that, and I'll let

in

his darkest desires, forcing himself on Phoebe in the walk-in closet. When it was over, Phoebe lay on the floor, barely conscious. The wound on her back had reopened, staining the

flash of regret crossed Theodore's eyes, quickly replaced by coldness. He bent down, picked her up,

reason. She

opened her mouth and bit down hard on

deep into his flesh. She bit down hard, her mouth filling with the taste of blood, but

lay on the bed, holding her waist. The pain made him clear-headed and desperate. He said faintly, "Didn't you say you could never get pregnant? Let's bet. If

down. Her teeth loosened, and she began to

Theodore's eyes filled with tears, endless regret consuming his heart.

Theodore sat up, gently lifting her to rest her head

get the first aid