Chapter 609 You Are My Life

Theodore was chillin' by the bed, just staring at Phoebe. He knew she wasn't really asleep, but he kept his distance, not wanting to pass his cold to her. "Riley said you ain't eating," Theodore said. "What do you want? I'll whip it up for you."

Phoebe stayed quiet.

Theodore let out a soft sigh, "You can be mad at me all you want, but don't mess with your health. You're the one who's gonna suffer."

Phoebe rolled over, showing him her back.

"Phoebe, if you think starving yourself is gonna make me divorce you, think again. You know how stubborn I am. Not eating is only gonna hurt you." Theodore stared at her back for a while, then coughed and left the room. Once the door shut, Theodore leaned against the wall, coughing like crazy, tasting blood in his throat.

His words were tough, but inside, he was hurting bad.

Had he really pushed Phoebe this far? She was willing to do anything to get away from him. If he didn't let go, what would she do next?

Using the wall for support, Theodore made his way downstairs.

In the kitchen, he put on a mask and started cooking.

After finishing it, he went back to the bedroom, set the tray on the nightstand, and half-knelt on the bed to look at her. "Phoebe, I made your favorite. Come on, eat a little." Phoebe didn't move.

Theodore reached out to lift her up, but she started struggling like crazy. Scared of hurting her and reopening her wounds, he let go.

She fell back onto the bed, looking stunned.

tried to help her, but she slapped his hand away,

covering his burning eyes with his hand. After

me feed

up the bowl, "Come on, open

spoon

eyes filled with disappointment as he

I've been a jerk. You can hit me, curse me, just don't do this to

not happening, Phoebe. You're my life. From the moment I married you four years ago, I never thought of letting you go," Theodore said, his gaze

much to get her. Even when he hated her

in despair, her tone resolute, "Then I'll

his hand

the growing distance between them, but he was powerless to change anything, only able

everything and rekindle

eventually get through this

no clue there was no future for him

helplessly as she became gaunt and frail, feeling totally

Theodore sitting by the bed, watching over Phoebe, who

had a drop of water in days, her lips were ghostly pale. Since last night,

Phoebe was beyond starving, but she'd rather die than stay with Theodore and

like this. "Phoebe, why are you doing this

talking was exhausting, so she

signaling him to

fasting along with Phoebe for the past three days, feeling the same hunger pains, and it made him even more heartbroken for what she was going

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