Forbidden Passion

Chapter 694 Phoebe's Unease

Patrick wandered over to the cabinet, grabbed a decanter and some wine glasses, and poured the whole bottle of red wine into the decanter. He glanced over at Theodore, who was sprawled out with his legs stretched long. Theodore yawned like a lazy cat.

"Why do you think the kid Cindy's holding is mine?" Patrick asked, confused. Knowing Cindy, if she was really pregnant with his kid, she wouldn't have kept it a secret. Cindy would have come straight to him, demanding he pay half the abortion fee.

"What else could it be?" Theodore raised an eyebrow. "Phoebe's kid? Do you really think that's possible?"

Back then, Theodore was desperate to get Phoebe pregnant. He even forced himself on her despite her serious injuries.

But luck wasn't on Theodore's side.

Theodore had double-checked with Riley that Phoebe wasn't pregnant before agreeing to the divorce. If there had been even a tiny chance, he wouldn't have let her go. Patrick looked at Theodore's self-righteous expression and his mind wandered. "Theodore, do you have issues with your sexual performance?"

Theodore was speechless.

He grabbed a tissue box from the coffee table and chucked it at Patrick. Patrick caught it effortlessly. "My bad. Don't get mad."

Theodore shot him a sidelong glance. "If you're so capable, why isn't the kid yours?"

His words hit a nerve. Patrick lowered his eyes and poured two glasses of wine from the decanter. "What could I do?"

"Is it really not yours?" Theodore frowned.

Patrick shook his head. "Not my kid."

"That's weird." Theodore sat up a bit. What was with that strange and tense atmosphere back then? "What's weird?" Patrick asked.

couldn't put his finger on it, but

Cindy had secretly given birth

frowning, Patrick added, "Come on, it might just be

so sure, Theodore let it go. After all,

Theodore felt a bit down. He picked

be outdone. They sat on the sofa, drinking glass after glass, finishing the bottle of red wine like it

was so startled by Cindy that her slight tipsiness vanished. She spent the

and Noomi. Laughter filled the air. When Phoebe came down, the kids rushed over, each hugging one of her legs. "Mommy, hug me." Noomi, unable to outcompete Hubert and Boris,

to pick her up and kissed her soft, fragrant cheek.

pull Phoebe's arm. "Mommy, Hubert wants a

in, "I want a hug

back. Then she

arm strength over the years from carrying the kids. Cindy clapped and laughed on the side. "Phoebe, you're getting stronger." Phoebe put Hubert, Boris, and Noomi on the sofa, where they laughed and rolled into a heap. The living room was filled with joyful

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over early to help with the kids. Phoebe yawned again and rubbed her tear-filled eyes, saying,

a faint smile,

Phoebe nodded in agreement.

to change clothes. She saw the dress she had taken off last night and put it in a bag, planning to take it to a professional dress care center for cleaning over the weekend before

Cindy said with a touch of guilt, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought Boris in front of

closed it, tears welling up in

saying, "Why are

seen him go crazy," Phoebe said, still shaken. "He may seem normal now, but when he goes crazy, he can do anything." Cindy was at a loss for

to make Phoebe so afraid