Forbidden Passion

Chapter 639 Never-ending Struggle

The docs and nurses showed up in no time, wheeling in a stretcher. The crowd parted like the Red Sea to let them through. They carefully hoisted Theodore, aiming to get him on the stretcher.

Phoebe felt a tug on her shirt. She glanced down and saw Theodore's big, strong hand gripping her shirt.

Even though Theodore was out cold, his hand clung to her shirt like he was scared she'd bolt and forget he saved her life. Everyone was staring at her. Under all those eyes, Phoebe slowly took Theodore's hand, gently prying her shirt free.

The place was a madhouse, and she couldn't just leave.

As she finally freed her shirt, Theodore's arm flopped to the side of the stretcher.

A nurse quickly put his hand back on the bed, and the crew rushed him to the ER, vanishing in a flash.

The fans and bystanders, who had been packed together, gawked at Phoebe in shock, except for a few still snapping pics from the edges.

The bodyguards had already formed a human wall, blocking their cameras; all they got was the blood pooling on the ground.

Phoebe's hands were covered in blood. She walked, stone-faced, to the fan being held by the bodyguards, who was still screaming like a banshee. Without thinking, Phoebe raised her hand and slapped the fan. The place went dead silent, everyone staring at her in shock and fear.

The crazed fan's head snapped to the side, a red handprint on her face. Phoebe said in a low voice, "Who sent you?"

The kidnapping two years ago had taught Phoebe that there was no such thing as random hate, only planned attacks.

the fans down. No matter how wild they were, they

definitely a plant, set up

after coming back, she'd already be a target

her return really pissed some

can use your resources to make Noah bow to you. I'll protect him. Noah, come to me, I'll protect you." Noah broke free

more, and he would've seen Phoebe get hurt right in front of him. The thought made Noah shiver

not my fan. My fans are kind and would never raise a knife to hurt someone,"

They all said in unison, "Yeah, you're

news of someone getting hurt made it to the trending topics, rival

deny this nutjob

why didn't any of you step up to stop me? Don't you all hate her for controlling Noah?" Phoebe didn't want

warned, "If you have anything to say, tell it

gaze sweeping over the fans and bystanders with various expressions. She said loudly, "I hope those who recorded videos today won't post them

few stubbornly went ahead and posted it on

knew it was impossible to

to Phoebe's side, worriedly looking at her

Noah back now and have the PR department closely monitor

to stay with Phoebe, but he knew his presence would only

and reporters dispersed,

lifted onto the stretcher by the doctors, she saw the bright knife still lodged in his lower

and feet were