Forbidden Passion

Chapter 631 Getting Documents for the Triplets

Hubert was chillin' on this tiny stool, munching on a durian that was practically swallowing his face. He was loving it.

Noomi, seeing Hubert devouring that thing like it was the best snack ever, wandered over with big, hopeful eyes. "Hubert, lemme have some."

Hubert turned his head away, making it clear he wasn't about to share his precious durian.

The more Hubert guarded his snack, the more Noomi thought it must be the bomb.

Seizing the moment, Noomi grabbed Hubert's chunky little arm and yanked it towards her.

Hubert, looking all defeated, handed over the durian. Noomi took a bite, and her face twisted up like she'd just eaten a lemon.

She spat it out, scraping her tongue with her fingers, totally baffled by how something could taste so nasty.

Hubert went back to munching happily, and Noomi, with her scrunched-up face, reached out her pudgy hands again. She remembered her grandma's warning that this stinky thing was poisonous and could mess up her stomach. "Hubert, it reeks! Don't eat it!" Noomi warned.

Phoebe walked in after changing her shoes and saw Noomi kicking her little legs, trying to snatch the durian from Hubert. Hubert held it high, out of her reach, making Noomi's face turn red with frustration. "Hubert, give it to me! It'll make your stomach hurt," Noomi insisted.

Phoebe picked Noomi up and handed her a box of small cakes from a shopping bag. "Noomi, eat this instead."

Noomi looked anxiously at Phoebe. "Mom, that stinky thing is poisonous! Don't let Hubert eat it."

Phoebe patted her head. "It's fine, that's durian. I bought it for Hubert. It's not poisonous, don't worry."

to get it. If Phoebe bought it, it couldn't be poisonous. She should trust her mom. Noomi picked up a small cake

was sitting on a low stool, way more composed than Hubert and Noomi. He put on a bib and started eating bread, all

he was eating a steak from a seven-star restaurant, with all

a shadow of someone

her head, thinking she must be losing

nothing to do with Theodore,

stand Evelyn's nagging anymore. Evelyn was super annoyed that she gave the kids snacks before dinner. Phoebe was used to it. After dinner, she played with Hubert, Boris, and Noomi for a bit. Before bed, Phoebe made each of them a

their milk. By the time they were done, the three little ones were already out

away the bottles, and covered them with a gauze cloth to

the living room. Seeing Phoebe come out of

stood next to Phoebe, watching her sterilize the bottles. "The nanny's coming over tomorrow morning to go to

the driver bring the company's car tomorrow. You should

always bolted so

"Got it."

popped the bottles in the sterilizer, turned off the lights, and she and Evelyn headed to their rooms. She went to the bathroom for a shower. Afterward, she stood in front of the mirror. The mirror was all fogged up. Phoebe wiped away the mist and stared at herself, her mind flashing back to what

Phoebe touched her face.

Noticeably older?

pretty good, just lately she'd been burning the midnight oil. But compared to two years ago, she didn't look that much

hand, grabbed a face mask, and slapped it on. After a

to

the mask but thought better of it. Forget it, the mask was pricey, no need

next day, Phoebe got up early, packed her bag, and the nanny, Pamela Adams, showed up. Pamela looked honest and reliable. Phoebe double-checked Pamela's credentials before letting

the door, walked into the elevator, and adjusted the bow on Noomi's head. Pamela said, "Raising three