Chapter 805 Theodore's Fury

Theodore stumbled into the car, sitting in the driver's seat as the fragmented light from the streetlamp fell on the hood. He punched the steering wheel.

Damn it!

How could Phoebe be pregnant? Whose child was it? Riley had clearly said she got her period, which was why he had lost all hope and agreed to the divorce.

But how did she get pregnant?

Theodore picked up his phone and made a call. "Lawton, I need you to investigate something for me, and I need it fast. Preferably tonight."

After hanging up, he tossed the phone onto the center console. Just as he was about to start the car and leave the hospital, he noticed a bag on the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye.

It was Phoebe's bag; he recognized it.

He grabbed her bag and started rummaging through it. He didn't know what he was looking for; he just needed to keep himself busy.

As if by doing so, he wouldn't be consumed by the pain.

He pulled out Phoebe's phone and stared at it. The camera recognized his face, and the phone lit up.

The wallpaper was plain, probably to prevent anyone from snooping, and didn't feature the triplets.

He stared at the phone for a long time until the screen automatically turned off, reflecting his bloodshot eyes. He then threw the phone back into the bag.

Taking a deep breath, he tossed the bag onto the passenger seat. He started the car, but just as he was about to drive away, he noticed someone standing in front of the

car.

He quickly hit the brakes and saw that it was Phoebe standing there. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he rolled down the window and yelled, "Are you trying to get yourself killed or are you just clueless?"

bad temper, but deep down, he had

was yelling at

looking for him, feeling uneasy. She

because he was surely filled with

was definitely not the right time to

bag and phone were in his car;

trying to appear calm despite her

fail to disappoint me. Get in the car; I have something

is still in the hospital. I just need to get

you the bag," Theodore said coldly, his eyes challenging her. After

hate her, her future would be

side, opened

as she was seated, the car sped off. Phoebe looked at him

you taking me? My mom is

stared straight ahead, his voice cold. "Buckle up.

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lot and onto the road like

cars on the

"Theodore, slow down."

Phoebe closed her eyes in fear. The breakneck speed terrified

the Maybach like a race car. When he finally stopped, Phoebe stumbled out of the car and crouched on the ground, dry

like she had narrowly

behavior

shoulders and pinning

to tell me, or do I have

to vomit and looked at Theodore's handsome face, so close to hers. "The triplets are indeed mine.

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