Forbidden Passion
Chapter 175 Take Me Home

Phoebe was groggy, and upon hearing Edward's words, she became somewhat alert. She struggled, "Edward, I want to go home."

Edward led her into the elevator, watching as the doors closed and the elevator ascended. "What are you going home for? He won't care whether you go back or not," he said. Phoebe had indeed drunk too much. The mixture of different alcohols was hitting her hard, and she was so weak she could barely stand.

Her rational mind told her that Edward was dangerous at this moment, and that she should stay away from him. But the reality didn't allow it.

She wobbled, trying to press the elevator button, but missed and nearly fell.

Edward quickly steadied her and brought her back into his arms, not letting her move this time. "Phoebe, behave," he said.

Phoebe's mind was a mess, and her head was spinning. She continued to insist, "I want to go home, Edward, take me home."

Edward closed his eyes, ignoring her request.

When the elevator reached the top floor, Edward picked her up and carried her out. He got to the door of his room, pulled out his room card, and opened the door.

The door opened and closed, and Phoebe no longer had the strength to struggle. She felt herself being gently placed on the bed. She tried to open her eyes, but the alcohol was making her eyelids heavier and heavier. "Edward, take me back..."

Edward stood by the bed, looking down at the defenseless Phoebe. A wicked thought crossed his mind: what if he took advantage of her unconsciousness and solidified their relationship? Even if he couldn't have her in the end, at least he could stand between them and disgust Theodore for a lifetime.

But he couldn't bear to do it.

This was the girl he cherished in his heart, the girl he had grown up with. Their relationship had become a weapon that restrained him.

Just like that night.

That was the closest he had ever been to her. He could have taken her from Theodore if he had simply possessed her, but in the end, he lost to himself.

He loved her too much to hurt her.

"Phoebe, how long are you going to torment me?"

Edward leaned over slightly as his fingers gently stroked her smooth and delicate cheek, his gaze full of love while unabashedly watching her.

If he were just a little crazier, a little more ruthless...

Suddenly, a phone vibrated. Edward looked at Phoebe's pocket and pulled out her phone. Upon seeing the incoming call, his brows furrowed. He tossed the phone aside. The vibration lasted for quite a while before it stopped.

A few seconds later, Edward's own phone rang. The ringtone was "Love Song," which Phoebe had played that day. He pulled out his phone.

Even without a caller ID, he recognized who the number belonged to.

His lips tightened, and he finally just turned off his phone and tossed it on the bedside table.

He wanted to drive Theodore crazy, just like he had been.

To this day, he was still somewhat bewildered, unsure of how he and Phoebe had ended up here.

In fact, as early as when Phoebe went to intern at the Reynolds Group, there had been some bumps in their relationship. He couldn't understand why Phoebe didn't choose to intern at the Vanderbilt family's company.

They had argued several times over this issue, and in the end, he always chose to give in and support her. Later, when he found out she had been transferred to the CEO's secretary's office by Theodore, he was enveloped by a heavy sense of

unease.

He had a hunch that if things continued this way, he and Phoebe would gradually drift apart.

So, he firmly opposed her being Theodore's secretary. As a result, they had a big fight, and Phoebe moved out of the Vanderbilt family home and into the dormitory arranged by the company.