Chapter 648 Tit for Tat

Phoebe lugged the spaghetti over, sneaking a peek at Theodore's chiseled face. Their eyes met for a hot second in the blazing summer sunset. Theodore quickly looked away, awkwardly rubbing his thumb against the corner of his eye.

Was he getting all teary-eyed?

Phoebe bit her lip. She plopped the tray on the round table, then set up the small table on the hospital bed, and slid the tray in front of Theodore. "Whipped up some spaghetti. Dig in."

Theodore gave it a once-over.

"How'd you whip this up so fast?" he asked.

Phoebe, standing by the bed, forced a reply through gritted teeth, "You said you were starving, right? If I didn't hustle, you'd be a goner by now." Not exactly a comforting thought!

Theodore took a bite, his brow furrowing. It tasted bland, like it was just salt and oil, no other flavor.

Not the taste he remembered.

He stopped eating, looking up at her, "I get you're doing this half-heartedly, but you can't just phone it in."

Phoebe raised an eyebrow. Theodore's nitpicking was just like old times. She said coolly, "I threw it together. Eat it or don't."

"I'll eat." Theodore's cocky attitude quickly faded. He lowered his head and kept eating, "I know I'm not in great shape and need to eat light." Phoebe turned around, grabbed her bag from the round table, and said, "Take care. I got stuff to do, so I'm out."

Theodore quickly looked up, "You're not sticking around till I finish?"

"Mr. Reynolds, I gotta make a living, so I

got work this late?"

night had fallen, and the city lights were flickering on, but

staring at Phoebe's back. Watching her walk out without a second thought, he angrily lifted a plate as if to chuck it. After holding it up for a while, he couldn't do it and put

She hesitated, remembering there was no one there when she went in. Were they worried

two bodyguards nodded at Phoebe. One of them, who Phoebe had seen two years ago, was a bodyguard Theodore had stationed at West Mountain Villas. He greeted her warmly, "Ms. Ziegler, leaving already?" "Yeah,

bodyguard looked bummed

and walked towards the elevator, where two more bodyguards were standing. She frowned slightly, pressed the

wasn't until the elevator doors closed and it started going down that Phoebe let out a sigh of relief. For a moment, she feared Theodore would

rubbed her throbbing temples, thinking

two years had passed, and Theodore was never short of women around him. Why would he go

the elevator hit the first floor, Phoebe strode out, her

notice. She saw the caller ID and

as fresh as a college student, holding a fancy bag from a

praising your smarts and character. He said he's never admired anyone like he does you, especially

since you left

night, with the lights casting shadows, she thought she had

knew it wasn't her imagination. Sandra indeed had it out

smiled and looked away, "Ms. Ramirez, don't flatter me. I'm just

"Are you determined to

but as soon as she lifted her foot, Sandra called

back, "Ms. Ramirez, I'm not your rival in love. Don't waste your time and energy on

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