Forbidden Passion

Chapter 630 I'm Not Interested in You

Theodore had gone through some serious changes.

Although his facial features hadn't changed at all, his demeanor had become even more unapproachable than it was two years ago. He was like a block of ice, and anyone who got close to him would be hurt by his coldness. Right now, Theodore was rocking a suit that fit him like a glove, showing off that perfect bod.

His eyes were calm and deep, not as aggressive as before, but somehow even more intense.

Phoebe froze for a sec, her fingers stiff on her phone. She looked away slowly and kept giving the address, "Yeah, the big supermarket next to the company." Theodore tilted his head, his voice cold as ice, "Where you headed? I'll give you a lift."

Phoebe gripped her phone tight, never thought she'd run into Theodore on the street like this.

She replied, "No need, my driver's on the way."

Theodore's eyes were dark and unreadable. He glanced at the gloomy sky behind her and said in a tone that brooked no argument, "Rain's coming. Get in the car." "Really, no need." Phoebe didn't want any more contact with Theodore, just like at the charity gala when they pretended not to know each other.

Theodore's gaze locked onto Phoebe, a cold smile playing on his lips, "Why are you so guarded against me? Relax, you're clearly aging, I'm not interested."

Phoebe tightened her grip on her shopping bag. Theodore was as cutting as ever, wounding her with his words.

Not wanting to stick around and definitely not wanting to share space with Theodore, Phoebe turned away just as the rain started to pour.

The heavy rain came out of nowhere.

and glared at

went to open the passenger door, only to find a briefcase on the seat and a box of fruit on the

apologetic smile, "Ms. Ziegler, please sit in

had no choice but to close the door and walk around to

to Golden

two years? Heard you started your own biz in Caneda and it's going great." Phoebe placed the shopping bag on her lap,

If it weren't for those two artists from your

had to leave them with reliable people. Now that I can help, of course, I came back. I grew up in Kedora, this is my hometown," Phoebe said lightly. Theodore turned to look at her, smiling, but it didn't

was caught off guard, then laughed, "Mr. Reynolds, you're overthinking it. I'm not one to blame others. If I said anything that made you uncomfortable,

dark light flashed in Theodore's eyes, and he chuckled, "Ms. Ziegler is so magnanimous, it makes me

should be pretending to be strangers even if they bumped into each other on

around the shopping bag, making a rustling sound that caught

a box of durian, some small cakes, bread,

look like she'd eat such high-calorie stuff. Was

durian, and he'd never seen Phoebe eat it either. But he'd heard

Edward often went to Caneda, staying for months at a time, causing the Vanderbilt family

finally

treat me

and nodded, "Sure, Mr. Reynolds, whenever you have time, I'll definitely treat you. By the way, bring your girlfriend, I don't want her to misunderstand." Theodore's eyes