Forbidden Passion

Chapter 696 She Doesn't Like Phoebe

Phoebe pulled out a jewelry box and a check from her bag and handed them to Theodore.

"Mr. Reynolds, thanks for your help last night, but I don't like owing people," Phoebe said, all serious.

Theodore glanced at Phoebe's wrist. The bruises from being tied up were gone, but they left a mark on his heart.

He gently took her wrist. Phoebe flinched and tried to pull away, but he led her towards the office. "Let's talk inside."

Inside, everything was just like she remembered. Even her old desk was still there.

Phoebe pulled her hand back and walked to the desk. It was spotless, with a computer, some files, and her usual coffee mug.

This place, like her old apartment, was stuck in time from the day she left.

She felt a mix of emotions and turned to Theodore, who was standing nearby. "Doesn't the desk take up space here?"

Back then, Theodore insisted on moving her workspace to the CEO's office. She never got why. It seemed out of place, but he kept it there. Theodore walked over and leaned on the desk, looking deep into her eyes. "No, it doesn't."

Phoebe felt uneasy.

She placed the jewelry box and check on the desk and pushed them towards Theodore. "I have to go."

Theodore sighed and stood up straight. "I'll see you out."

"No need, Mr. Reynolds, please stay." Phoebe raised her hand to stop him. He didn't insist, and she walked out of the office.

closed behind her, and Phoebe closed her

around Theodore, she felt nervous and oppressed.

startled by a face suddenly appearing in front of her. She quickly stepped back and, seeing who it was, patted her

faintly. "Long time

pulled her away from the office door, seating her

of snacks from the

on TV, I almost didn't recognize you. Is that really the Ms. Ziegler I know? You've changed

forehead. "How have you

except for Mr. Reynolds," Carol said, watching her closely. "Since you left, he's become even

"I can

concerned. "You can't blame Mr. Reynolds for what happened back then. The finance department tried everything to gather five billion dollars in cash from nearby cities' banks. Mr. Reynolds didn't hesitate to decide to save you first. But

Phoebe

save you first, but they begged him to save Miss Fitzroy. He didn't give in until

over her chair. She looked distressed. "Carol, I

she grabbed her bag and

leave. She took a few steps but then stopped, raising her

can't you just keep quiet and stop talking nonsense?" A cold voice

see Theodore leaning against the office door. She straightened up and said weakly, "Mr.

looked like she was bracing for a scolding. He said indifferently, "Carol,

her hands tightly. "I'm

and turned back into the

elevator, staring blankly ahead. Her reflection in the shiny metal wall stared back

person in the elevator wall awkwardly

and Phoebe thought she

realize she had never let go. The resentment of being abandoned, the fear of watching her life slip away-those pains were buried so deep that Phoebe thought time had