Forbidden Passion
Chapter 142 He Brought Her Here

Phoebe's heart hurt. Seeing her silent, a sense of coldness washed over Edward. He smiled bitterly, "It's all right. I care about you, and I'll wait for you here." After saying that, he took a step back, clearing a path for her.Phoebe tightened her grip on her handbag and walked away without looking back.

The more resolute she walked, the more painful her heart felt. She shouldn't have hurt the affectionate Edward like this, but she had no choice. Because only her coldness could help him break free from this relationship as soon as possible.

Phoebe returned to the Imperial Apartment and opened the door. She immediately noticed a pair of high-heeled shoes lying at the entrance. She was familiar with those shoes, Vanessa wore them tonight. Her heart tightened, and she didn't even bother changing into slippers. She walked in wearing the higg heels.

The living room was empty, and she heard voices coming from the guest bathroom. There was laughter mixed in. She hurriedly walked towards the guest bathroom.

The door to the guest bathroom was wide open, and standing at the doorway, she immediately saw what was happening inside.

Vanessa was sitting on a chair, her hair was wet and foamy. Theodore stood next to her, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hands covered in thick foam, washing her hair.

He must have accidentally touched her ear, and she squirmed playfully, dodging and laughing. Theodore also laughed, his expression full of adoration. Phoebe stared at them in a daze, and her heart broke. Theodore, who usually kept outsiders away from his private domain, had brought Vanessa to their marital apartment and was intimately washing her hair, afraid that others wouldn't know how well they got along. "It tickles..." Vanessa's voice sounded delighted, and she quickly rose up.

She shrunk her neck and looked back, only to see Phoebe standing at the door, her smile was frozen as she glanced at Theodore.

Theodore also saw her, his face turned serious. "Finally decided to come back?"

Phoebe averted her gaze, not wanting to see them so intimate. Her voice was cold. "I'm going to change clothes, you two carry on."With that, she turned and walked away. Theodore's jaw tightened. If it weren't for Vanessa's presence, he would have chased after her by now to ask if she had forgotten what he had said before.

Phoebe went to take a shower and remove her makeup in her room. After changing her clothes, she felt hungry and went straight out of the bedroom.

The guest restroom was right across from her room, and she glanced at it subconsciously. There was no one inside anymore, but the sound of a hairdryer came from the living room. Phoebe walked over and saw Theodore blow-drying Vanessa's hair. If anyone didn't know better, they would think the two of them were newlyweds, deeply in love. Phoebe's stomach-ache got even worse. She turned around and entered the kitchen, standing there for a while before she started cooking dinner.

She closed the kitchen door, but it couldn't block out the sound of the hairdryer outside, faintly accompanied by the laughter of the two, like a cacophony in her ears.

Phoebe turned the range hood on to the maximum, completely drowning out the noise from outside the kitchen, but it didn't alleviate her discomfort.

She wanted to rush out and chase Vanessa away.But what right did she have to do that?

Her relationship with Theodore had never been equal from the beginning. After the miscarriage, he thought she had cheated on him as revenge, and she was already deemed worthless in his eyes.