Forbidden Passion
Chapter 147 He Saw Everything?

Phoebe changed into her slippers and went inside. As she passed by Theodore, he suddenly reached out, pulling her into his arms to trap her.

"Where have you been?" The man's deep and angry voice resonated above her head. Without looking at him, Phoebe knew his expression must be filled with coldness and scorn. The negative emotions she had just vented came rushing back.

It was he who brought his crush home, so what right did he have to act as if she had wronged him?

She pushed hard against his arm, but couldn't move it at all. Annoyed, she looked up and glared at him, "Theodore, I don't want to argue with you, let me go!"

Theodore pressed her against the wall, his voice cold and heavy, "Phoebe, who is that man who brought you back?"

Phoebe looked at him in astonishment.

He saw everything?

But even if he did see, what of it? There was nothing between Evan and her, she wasn't afraid for him to know. "Just a friend."

"Hah!" Theodore scoffed with mockery, "You sure have a lot of male friends, how come I never noticed before?"

Phoebe took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness filling her heart, "Yeah, why didn't you notice before? Because you simply disdained to find out."

Whether she had friends or what kind of friends she had, he probably wouldn't know a single one now.

What he cared about was always his fragile male ego.

Theodore gave her a dangerous look, "Phoebe, don't let me find out there's something going on between you and that man, or I'll kill you."

Having said that, he roughly released her and turned to slam the door behind him.

Leaning against the cold wall, Phoebe felt as if her strength had been completely drained. She slowly slid down the wall to sit on the floor, holding her head with both hands as her emotions plunged into a new round of collapse. Suddenly, a pair of women's slippers appeared in her blurred vision. Without looking up, Phoebe knew who was standing in front of her.

She curled her lips into a mocking smile.

Vanessa looked down at her condescendingly, "Miss Ziegler, aren't you going to admit defeat? Theodore has only ever loved me; you are nothing but a distraction when I'm not around."

Sitting against the wall, Phoebe's eyes passed over layers of pain.

"Vanessa, you're too despicable!"

Vanessa leaned down slightly, gazing at her beautiful face, a flash of jealousy crossing her eyes, quickly replaced by confidence.

"If I don't do this, how would I know Theodore cares and worries about me the most? Miss Ziegler, are you still clinging to him?" "Vanessa, don't you have any limits? Everyone knows Theodore is my husband, you..."

Vanessa suddenly burst into a trembling laugh, laughing for quite a while before stopping, "Everyone knows? Hahaha, Phoebe, apart from a few close to the Reynolds family, who knows Theodore got married?" A chill ran through Phoebe's heart as she looked at her coldly.

Vanessa continued, "Theodore doesn't want to acknowledge your status in public at all. Look at your bare ring finger; what's left of your marriage besides the marriage certificate?"

Vanessa's words cut deep, leaving Phoebe speechless.

Looking at her own bare ring finger, she thought bitterly: Yes, what else is there besides their marriage certificate?

There was also his resentment towards her and endless humiliation.

"Yes," Phoebe's voice was light, carrying a tone of agreement, "he loves you so much, yet he still doesn't want to divorce me to marry you. Vanessa, which one of us is truly more pathetic?" Vanessa's face changed abruptly.

Phoebe steadied herself against the wall as she rose to her feet, fixing her gaze on Vanessa's obnoxiously beautiful face before it fell to her left hand, wrapped in bandages.