Forbidden Passion
Chapter 105 Sunset Shopaholic

Phoebe couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Most women are powerless against duty-free shops, and Phoebe was one of them. Before even getting out of the car, a long shopping list surged into her mind, clearly arranging which counters she would visit later.

Theodore gazed at her with a hidden surprise in his eyes, pursing his lips slightly, and got out of the car together with her. The weather in Riaca City was scorching, and as soon as they got out of the car, a wave of heat hit them. Phoebe was particularly excited and dashed ahead, saying, "Theodore, walk faster."

Theodore leisurely followed behind her, observing her silently with deep contemplation.

Phoebe had changed so much. In the past, when she was by his side, she rarely smiled, dressed in outdated suits, and behaved in a rigid manner, like a stagnant body of water without any ripples. Over time, he had even forgotten that she used to love to laugh, go crazy, and play.

But now, her vibrant spirit was gradually reviving. She would smile when happy, cry when sad, and jump up with excitement.

It was as if, once she left him, her lively nature would be released, no longer needing to be suppressed or constrained, but instead being her true self. Theodore had to admit that he bloody cared.

Phoebe was oblivious to his state of mind. Still wearing slippers from the hotel, her first stop would undoubtedly be to buy a pair of shoes. So, after scanning the health code, she entered the duty-free shop and headed straight to the shoe section on the first floor.

By the time Theodore leisurely arrived at the counter, she had already tried on a pair of low-heeled sandals, strapless, perfectly reducing the burden on her injured Achilles tendon.

When Theodore approached, she walked up to him, showing off the low-heeled sandals on her feet. "How do they look?"

Theodore was immediately captivated by her pair of slim and dazzling white legs. It seemed like he rarely placed his attention on her. He knew she had a good figure, but it was the first time he was captivated by her legs in such a public setting.

He suddenly felt a bit restless. "They're ugly as sin."

"Really?" Phoebe didn't mind, directly telling the salesperson, "Just this pair, no need to wrap it up, I'll wear them out."

Phoebe swiped her card and headed towards the cosmetics and skincare section, with Theodore following along reluctantly. In such scorching weather, few people would visit the seaside island. Playing, the duty-free shop wasn't crowded, and most of the people in line were purchasing agents. The young girls were streaming live videos on their phones, which was quite interesting. Phoebe kept buying and buying, with Theodore naturally becoming her porter. He didn't get angry at all when she handed him the bags of purchases. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it. Two hours later, Phoebe, with bags of spoils, and Theodore, also carrying bags, left the duty-free shop, attracting many envious glances.

The driver was waiting outside and took the bags from them, putting them in the trunk.

Phoebe felt triumphant. She looked outside and saw that the sky was getting dark. The sun slowly sank below the horizon, painting the sky with a fiery red sunset. Feeling a sense of grandeur, she waved her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to roasted chicken."

After spending the afternoon as a porter, Mr. Reynolds reluctantly went with Phoebe to the roasted chicken restaurant. The driver felt awkward joining them at the same table, and Phoebe didn't insist. Instead, she asked the waiter to arrange a separate table for him.

Phoebe ordered the dishes and noticed Theodore staring behind her. She turned around and saw a TV hanging on the wall, playing last night's first performance stage. It happened to show Noah Myers's appearance.

The camera swept over the audience and stopped on her for at least three seconds. Back then, she was amused by the fans' screams, captured by the camera, but she didn't notice at the time.