Forbidden Passion

Chapter 614 That Person Looked a Bit Like Theodore

The car rolled to a stop outside Golden Apartment. Dawn was just breaking in Kedora, painting the sky a fiery red and lighting up the whole place.

Phoebe cracked her eyes open and mumbled to Edward, "Thanks for the ride. I'm heading up."

Just as she was about to step out, Edward grabbed her wrist, his eyes glued to her face. "Phoebe, can I see you again?"

Edward's eyes were full of hurt. "Don't shut me out. I just wanna be there for you, that's all. No pressure."

Phoebe sighed, "I'm beat. I'm going up."

Edward bit his lip. After a beat, he let go of her wrist and said softly, "Go rest. Don't stress. It'll all blow over."

"Okay." Phoebe pushed the door open, got out, and walked into the apartment complex without looking back. Once she was out of Edward's sight, she leaned against a tree and started to retch. Her hand clenched into a fist, the room card digging into her skin, blood dripping from the edge.

Tears welled up in Phoebe's eyes.

She slowly opened her palm and stared at the blood-stained room card. It read 1888. How did she mistake it for 8888?

"Phoebe," Evelyn's voice came from behind. Phoebe's body stiffened. She quickly clenched her hand, hiding the room card, and turned to face Evelyn.

Evelyn was carrying breakfast and hurried over. "Why are you just getting back? Where were you last night? I couldn't reach you."

As she got closer, Evelyn caught a whiff of alcohol on Phoebe. She waved her hand in front of her nose, looking at Phoebe with disdain. "Why were you drinking? Didn't you say you had a business dinner?" Phoebe's throat was dry, and she struggled to speak. "Business dinners always mean drinking. You know that."

said? No late nights,

and casually tossed the blood-stained room card into the trash. "I need to work. If I

got mad. "Who told you to divorce

didn't say it was tough," Phoebe replied

the elevator. Evelyn glanced

what happened

cover her neck, looking awkward. "It's nothing,

mosquito bite with teeth marks?

she couldn't fool Evelyn. Not wanting her to know she was assaulted, she pretended to be indifferent. "I'm a normal woman with needs. I just hired a male escort." Evelyn slapped Phoebe's

about to yell, but the elevator doors opened, and their neighbor was

fuming. "Phoebe, have you lost your damn mind? Do you know how filthy those male escorts are? If you catch something, you'll regret it

rant. She kicked off her shoes and headed straight for

and what his name was, insisting they drag him

door and locked it, tuning out Evelyn's loud knocking.

on Phoebe's body were brutal, clear signs of severe abuse. She closed her eyes, trying to block out

she tried to forget, the more the details clawed their way

Guests on the top floor were either loaded or important, definitely not someone she could mess

aching temples, feeling totally frustrated. She tried to convince herself it was just a

guy had a minty scent, just

shook her head

like Theodore?

shower, Phoebe sat on the bed and picked up her phone, opening the delivery app to order some birth control pills. Her finger hovered over the screen

pillow, staring blankly at the