Forbidden Passion

Chapter 657 Make Sure to Look Cool When Meeting Phoebe

Theodore was zoning out, staring at the ceiling. After a bit, he heard footsteps coming from the doorway. He turned his head and saw Grace walking in. Seeing Grace, his foggy brain started to clear up.

Grace had never been to Imperial Apartment and didn't know the house's password. How did she get in?

"Theodore, here's some water. It's kinda hot, so watch out," Grace said, standing by the bed, looking all awkward.

Theodore gave her a hard look. "Grace, how'd you get in here?"

Grace froze at the question. Thinking of Phoebe playing with a cat now, she awkwardly said, "I just entered the password."

Theodore squinted. "You're a terrible liar."

Under Theodore's intense stare, Grace almost crumbled. "Theodore."

"Spill it!" Theodore's tone was harsh, not letting her off the hook.

Grace bit her lip and finally decided to throw Phoebe under the bus. She cautiously confessed, "Phoebe asked me to check on you, but I didn't know the password. After trying a few times, the lock got disabled. I had to call Phoebe to come up and use her fingerprint. Theodore, you've been divorced for over two years, but her fingerprint is still registered here."

Theodore suddenly started coughing. The towel on his forehead fell off, leaving a dark water stain on the bedspread.

Seeing Theodore cough so badly, Grace stood by helplessly and said, "Theodore, you okay?"

Theodore coughed for a while before catching his breath. His lips were a deep red, looking eerily like an elf.

Theodore struggled to sit up, turning his head to look outside. "Where is she now?"

licked her lips and looked down at her toes, feeling guilty and

a bitter laugh. "Of course, she probably

down. She quickly said, "She didn't leave; she's just

than good. Phoebe was at the door but chose to

Sure enough!

lips into a strange smile.

and was about

took a deep breath, picked up the towel to wipe his face, trying to look less awful. He extended his hand to Grace.

Grace immediately shut her mouth and

brushed off Grace's hand and slowly walked

saw that Theodore had changed out of his comfy loungewear and into a black shirt and trousers, even

was gone. If it weren't for his stiff walk, no one would guess he was

Theodore slowly walk out of the bedroom, Grace

already catching up. Hearing footsteps, she looked up with a smile, saying, "Grace,

the color drained from

stood up. Her heart was racing, and she felt flustered, but she

strength. His lips were pale as he pretended to lean casually against the door

lips. "I heard Ms. Ziegler wouldn't come in, which seemed kinda rude. So I came to see for myself. Ms. Ziegler, do you find this place too humble and unworthy of your noble status?" Phoebe looked at him, their eyes locking,

said calmly, "Mr. Reynolds, you're overthinking. I didn't mean that. Seeing you so spirited, Mr. Brown should be relieved. I won't disturb you any longer.

sleeping Ollie in her arms. After a moment's thought, she handed Ollie over. "He's asleep. You can

to take him. His chest heaved, anger simmering

buttoned shirt, popping a button. Phoebe caught a glimpse of a dark mark on his collarbone. But

Was she seeing things?

collarbone? It must be a shadow cast