Forbidden Passion

Chapter 608 Phoebe Went on a Hunger Strike

Phoebe's face went ghost-white. She must've been outta her mind to say that.

If she hadn't blurted it out, would Theodore still be using it against her now?

But seriously, what did her love for Theodore even matter?

She spilled her guts in a life-or-death moment, thinking she might never get another shot. Yet Theodore, knowing how she felt, still ditched her to save Vanessa.

Phoebe kept telling herself not to hold a grudge, but she couldn't. Every time she woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, she could feel her intense hatred for Theodore. She couldn't forgive him.

"I don't like you," Phoebe insisted.

Theodore was stunned. He slowly lifted his head to look at her, disbelief in his eyes, and his voice was very soft, "What did you say?"

Phoebe looked at Theodore expressionlessly, "That was just a stopgap measure. I knew Vanessa and I were kidnapped at the same time, and I knew you could only raise five hundred million dollars in one day to save one person. I wanted to increase my chances of being saved, so I said that on purpose."

Theodore's eyes instantly turned terrifying, "You're lying!"

Phoebe met Theodore's gaze without flinching, "Mr. Reynolds, if I really liked you, would I have waited until that day to say it?"

Theodore gripped Phoebe's hand tightly, as if clinging to a final hope. He said, "No, you're lying. You clearly said you liked me. I couldn't have heard it wrong."

Phoebe shook her head, looking at him with pity, "Stop deceiving yourself. How could I possibly like someone who forced himself on me? Am I out of my mind? Think about these past four years. Have you ever treated me like a person?"

Theodore called, "Phoebe."

I was willing? After the miscarriage, did you think you were the only one who was sad? Did you think I was heartless and not sad at all? But did you ever care about my feelings? No, you didn't! When you were unhappy, you could hurt me without restraint. Your mind was full of yourself, only caring about your own happiness, because you only saw me as your possession. I

accept your indifference to my feelings. I made mistakes in the past three years. Forgive me, give me

don't want to go against you; I just want to live a little more comfortably. Now that I've said

words pierced Theodore's heart like a steel knife, making it hard for him to breathe. "Phoebe, don't talk like that. I know you're just trying

with tears, and her nose was sore. She suppressed her emotions,

said, "Let go. There's no future

bloodshot and filled with despair. He clutched a plain ring in his

"I will only let you go if

that, Theodore turned and stumbled out of the

weakly against the headboard.

gonna cut it. She had to go

off a hunger strike that night. Riley brought her food to the master bedroom,

thought Phoebe just wasn't hungry and didn't think much of it. But when she brought porridge and snacks the next morning and Phoebe still hadn't eaten, she started to get suspicious. "Phoebe, you didn't eat last night or this morning. Is the food not to your taste?" Riley stood by the bed, looking at Phoebe

picky about food and always ate heartily. Every time she came back to the estate, it would light a fire

meals straight.

the hunger strike, but for the sake of her freedom,

more food. I don't want to eat anything. Take it away." Phoebe thought painfully, if it wasn't taken away soon, she might cave on the hunger

she saw the guest room door across the hall open. Theodore walked out, accompanied by

Go

the night before but didn't think much of it, assuming a night's sleep would cure

the rain on a cold day, even the strongest body couldn't withstand it. Reality