Chapter 658 Stubborn Theodore

Phoebe stared at the scene, totally floored. It hit her that Theodore had baited her into the house just to witness this mess.

She was shocked alright, but so what?

Phoebe quickly pulled herself together, scooped up Ollie, and plopped him into his cat bed. Ollie stretched, rolled over, and went back to snoozing. Grace was right next to her, hands on her knees, whispering, "Phoebe, this kitten is as cute as a baby."

Phoebe shot her a cold look, "Not scared anymore, huh?"

Grace awkwardly scratched her nose, "I am, Phoebe. Got scratched by a cat when I was a kid. Furry animals freak me out."

Phoebe stood up just as the family doc, Javier Vargas, walked in with his medical bag. Theodore was already lounging on the couch somehow.

Javier rushed in, greeted Phoebe and Grace, then turned to the pale Theodore on the couch. "Mr. Reynolds."

Theodore had been acting tough, probably making his wound worse. Now he was dizzy and couldn't focus.

Theodore looked at the doc, all dazed, and mumbled, "Mm-hmm."

Javier saw the cold sweat on Theodore's forehead. The guy was in serious pain but still trying to act tough on the couch.

Theodore's face was flushed. Javier got serious, "Mr. Reynolds, you've got a 104-degree fever. You need to lie down." "I'm fine." Theodore sat there, stiff as a board.

His legs were so weak that if he stood up, he'd probably collapse. No way was he gonna embarrass himself in front of Phoebe.

and frowned. Seeing Theodore still acting tough, her face

lie down," she

but still stubborn, "This is my house.

when they acted up, making

gritted her teeth, "You're

you think made me sick?" Theodore snapped, both angry and hurt,

it easier to spill the truth. After shouting, Theodore finally let out the feelings he'd

you've been hiding abroad, not coming back. Afraid I'd bug you? Well, I won't. I've got plenty of women around;

a look, thinking they should bail. Otherwise, Theodore might

her heart turned to

downhill fast. She quickly said, "Theodore, let the doc check

her, glaring at Phoebe, his eyes locked on her, "of

standing here, getting humiliated. "Mr. Reynolds, you should worry more about yourself. You're already in your thirties and out of breath just talking. Save your energy and stop

she even be

smug, "What's your problem?

wait. When I

"Seeing you so spirited, you must be fine. I won't stick around

that, Phoebe walked around the coffee table and

wheezing, he was pretty ticked off.

got into the elevator that Phoebe's straight back finally slumped. She rubbed her forehead, feeling

pregnant and giving birth, hadn't been as draining as spending a few

the couch, risking her life to gently pat Theodore's

his lips, almost coughing up a lung. Javier brought over a cup of warm water. Theodore took it and drank a couple of sips,

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