Forbidden Passion

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.

Seeing Theodore still acting tough, her

down,"

stubborn, "This is my

kids when they acted up, making her

her teeth,

sick?" Theodore snapped, both angry and hurt, "Phoebe, you're the coldest person

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

coming back. Afraid I'd bug you? Well,

bail. Otherwise, Theodore might want to

soft-hearted, but hearing Theodore, her heart turned to stone. "Yeah,

things were going downhill fast. She quickly said, "Theodore,

locked on her, "of course, but you won't

the moment she walked in instead 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 making a fool of yourself." "You!" Theodore almost passed out from rage. Did Phoebe just call him an old man in his thirties? How

shivered. Should she even be

eyebrow, looking smug, "What's your problem? If you're not

"Just you wait. When I

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

walked around the coffee table and

echoed. Judging by his wheezing, he was pretty ticked off. Phoebe's lips curved slightly as she opened the door and

elevator that Phoebe's straight back finally slumped. She rubbed

Caneda for two years, being pregnant and giving birth, hadn't been as draining as spending a few minutes with Theodore.

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

of warm water. Theodore took it and drank a couple