Forbidden Passion

Chapter 615 Could She Be Pregnant?

Cindy had been getting nonstop calls from Phoebe lately, all about Evelyn setting her up on blind dates. Cindy couldn't help but chuckle as she gripped the steering wheel. "Why don't you just meet them? You might actually like one of 'em," Cindy suggested.

Phoebe leaned back in her chair, "Am I dumb? I just crawled out of one marriage mess, and I'm not rushing to dive into another."

Cindy caught the deeper meaning in Phoebe's words, and her heart ached. She knew Phoebe wasn't gonna shake off Theodore that easily.

"You think Evelyn's too into your business. Look at me, I wish my parents cared. They just let me figure stuff out on my own," Cindy said. Phoebe smiled, "What about you and Patrick?"

"Same old." Cindy didn't wanna dive into it and quickly changed the topic. "By the way, Edward's gonna be there today too."

Phoebe was surprised, "He's coming?"

"Yeah, he asked me not to tell you 'cause he thought you wouldn't show if you knew. Phoebe, I think Edward still loves you. Why not give him a shot?" Cindy asked, testing the waters. Edward had been hitting Cindy up a lot lately and showering her with gifts. Cindy felt she had to say something nice about him.

Phoebe sighed, "Cindy, you know me. Besides, Edward and I are in totally different worlds now."

"Really, no chance at all?" Cindy pressed.

"Yeah." Phoebe was firm.

Seeing Phoebe's stance, Cindy knew Edward was outta luck. She felt bad for him. "Forget it, let's not talk about this. We're here to have fun today."

Two hours later, Cindy and Phoebe rolled up to the suburban campsite. The green lawn was dotted with tents, and a bunch of parents had brought their kids to camp.

lake. Edward was already there, grilling food, and the smell was mouth-watering. Cindy

chin slightly, signaling Cindy and Phoebe to

boost my confidence," Edward said, placing the grilled meat on a plate and pushing it towards Cindy and Phoebe. "Try my

wave of nausea hit her. She quickly put the fish down and turned away, dry heaving. Cindy

her hand at Cindy, signaling she was fine. Cindy quickly poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her. Cindy half-jokingly said, "Mr. Vanderbilt, did you not cook

locked on Phoebe, his

of the fish might make Phoebe sick again, quickly put the fish back on the grill for Edward to cook a bit longer. Edward snapped out of his

Absolutely impossible!

to her doctor, who

head around it-three years later,

shot, fate threw this curveball at him. "Edward," Cindy called out. Edward snapped back to reality and looked at Cindy, who was sitting next to him. She pointed to the fish that was now on fire,

with water. If it blisters, it'll be a problem.

pain, turned and

him. She borrowed some burn ointment from the campsite owner; these places usually had first

found Edward standing by the sink,

you okay?"

his eyes drifting from Phoebe's abdomen to her face. For a moment, he

assumed, "Does it hurt a lot? I got some burn ointment. The owner said it's really good. Let me put it on for you." She

covered in tiny blisters, a painful

heavy, "You need to go to the hospital. These blisters

stared at her, wanting to say something but swallowing his

the pain in his hand was nothing compared to the ache in

in pain, just say so. Don't tough it out. We're here