Forbidden Passion

Chapter 702 Mr. Reynolds Wants to See You

Phoebe's face was streaked with tears as she watched Evelyn come closer. Evelyn quickly set Hubert and Boris on the bed, gently calming them down.

Phoebe sat by the bed, holding Noomi, feeling a wave of sadness she couldn't quite explain.

Luckily, after a bit of crying, the kids dozed off in Evelyn's arms. Evelyn tucked them in with a small blanket, then noticed Phoebe was soaked and led her out of the master bedroom.

Evelyn took Phoebe to her room, grabbed a hairdryer, and started drying Phoebe's hair. Phoebe just sat there, like a lifeless doll.

When the buzzing stopped, Evelyn put the hairdryer on the nightstand and looked at Phoebe with concern. "Phoebe, what's going on?"

"I had a nightmare," Phoebe said wearily, lying back on the bed and staring blankly at the ceiling light.

Evelyn, worried the light might hurt her eyes, turned off the main light and switched on the bedside lamp. "What did you dream about?" she asked gently.

"I dreamed I was kidnapped," Phoebe said, curling up a bit like she was seeking comfort.

Evelyn was shocked, remembering how Phoebe had struggled with postpartum depression after having the kids. Back then, Phoebe couldn't sleep and always felt like someone was trying to take her children away. Evelyn leaned in and hugged Phoebe, gently rubbing her back. "It's all in the past. Try not to think about it too much."

Phoebe's eyes were distant as she said, "I've been back for so long and never dreamed about it. I don't know why it happened tonight."

"You must be really tired lately," Evelyn said, then hesitated before asking, "Phoebe, should we call your therapist?"

Phoebe's postpartum depression had gotten better with therapy, and Evelyn trusted that therapist.

"No need, I'm fine," Phoebe said, not wanting Evelyn to see her as a patient. She wasn't the same person she used to be.

kids' sake, Phoebe wouldn't let herself fall back

her not to get too comfortable with Theodore's kindness, or she might end up repeating the

determination, Evelyn didn't push her to see a doctor. "Alright, your hair's dry. Go

with a faint smile. "Mom, have you missed Donovan all

Phoebe a firm pat on the back. "You're miserable, so you want me to be

feeling a bit hurt. "I miss Donovan and Dad.

sharply. "It's the middle of the night. Do you want to wake

the bedroom. She stood in the hallway for a bit until the cold

had said the wrong thing, and

needed more sleep. Pamela was downstairs playing with the kids. Feeling guilty, Phoebe checked on Evelyn before heading to work. The room was dim. Wrapped

a moment, muttered an apology, and then

sick and only Pamela was there to watch the kids, she agreed to come over right away. After hanging up, Phoebe headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. A little while later, the doorbell rang. Pamela opened

Boris, and Noomi

your hands, and then you can eat,"

had a small sink just for them to

into the kitchen and saw Phoebe frying eggs. She took out the kids'

you have a fight with Evelyn? You don't

her to take

it was

my dad in front of my mom. It probably upset her all night, and she couldn't get up this morning," Phoebe

for Evelyn. Phoebe bringing him up in the middle of the night would undoubtedly

didn't want to blame her. "Don't mention Donovan in front of Evelyn anymore. You know she

"I know."

on some light makeup, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs. The kids were playing on the slide in the living room, with Cindy watching over them. Seeing Phoebe come down,