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.

singing had just calmed the fans down. No matter how wild

all crazy was definitely a plant, set up

hadn't expected that less than half a month after coming back, she'd already be

return really pissed some

head, eyes full of spite. She laughed, "Don't think you 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 from the bodyguards and Lori. He

seen Phoebe get hurt right in front of him. The thought made

not my fan. My fans are kind and would never raise a knife to

said in unison, "Yeah, you're not. Noah's fans wouldn't hurt anyone." The fans spoke together,

knew how serious this was. If the news of someone getting hurt made it to the trending topics, rival

best move was to deny

up to stop me? Don't you all hate her for

warned, "If you have anything to say, tell

bully Noah. You deserve a miserable end!" The crazed fan's shrill curses gradually faded away. Phoebe stepped out from behind Noah, her gaze sweeping over the fans and bystanders with various expressions. She said loudly, "I hope those who recorded videos today

a few stubbornly went ahead

ones. She knew it was impossible to completely

to Phoebe's

back now and have the PR

scene. Noah wanted to stay with Phoebe, but he knew his presence would only cause more

Noah left, the fans and reporters dispersed, and the hospital's side hall became

a pool of blood, feeling dizzy. When Theodore was lifted onto the stretcher by the doctors, she saw the bright knife still lodged in his lower back. Blood gushed from

and feet were