Forbidden Passion
Chapter 182 Theodore Still Loves Me

Mrs. Ziegler took a deep breath, " You may seem strong now, but when the reality of the divorce sinks in, you'll be in tears." Phoebe remained silent.

Mrs. Ziegler continued earnestly, "Phoebe, let me tell you, once you've tasted delicacies, you won't be able to stomach plain food anymore. Theodore is your delicacy. "Your first husband is handsome and wealthy. If you divorce him, would you be able to settle for less?"

This metaphor...

Phoebe, however, was too drained to even muster a retort. She simply responded with a weary, "Mom."

"I'm just giving you my two cents. Don't take the medicine if it's been sitting for too long. I'll bring you some new prescriptions tomorrow," Mrs. Ziegler said.

She had her own considerations. The last time she took Phoebe to the doctor, they sneaked around, afraid of being seen by acquaintances and having the news reach the ears of the Reynolds family.

Now, Phoebe didn't need to go. Mrs. Ziegler could quietly fetch the medicine. If she was seen, she could simply say she was suffering from menopausal insomnia and needed some medication to help regulate it.

After ending the call, Phoebe ran her fingers through her hair, a gesture of frustration.

Her mom was bustling about, fussing over her, and she didn't even know what Theodore was thinking. He had been insisting that she take contraceptives for two and a half years.

His insistence on her taking contraceptives, out of fear that she might get pregnant, clearly showed his intentions.

The next day, Mrs. Ziegler fetched a couple of prescriptions and delivered them to Phoebe. Phoebe wasn't home, so she went straight to the Imperial Apartment.

She entered the password, just trying her luck to see if they had changed it, but the door beeped open.

She went in, put the medicine in the refrigerator, and was surprised to see Vanessa coming out of the guest room, dressed casually.

Vanessa had met Mrs. Ziegler before. They exchanged glances, and Vanessa knew she was in trouble. This old witch wasn't as easy to deal with as Phoebe.

Mrs. Ziegler's eyes widened, "What are you doing here?"

For a moment, she thought she had entered the wrong apartment.

Vanessa feigned composure, "Why can't I be here? But why are you here, Auntie? Did you get Theodore's permission?"

"I'm visiting my daughter and son-in-law's home. Do I need anyone's permission?" Mrs. Ziegler had never encountered such a brazen woman before in her life. "Don't try to divert my attention. My daughter and son-in-law have gone to work. Why are you, an outsider, still here?"

Vanessa raised her eyebrows, "Clearly, I'm not an outsider."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ziegler glared at her angrily. After remembering Phoebe's drunken visit to her place last night, she had a bad feeling. Could Theodore and Vanessa have reconciled?

No wonder Phoebe was talking about divorce yesterday. There must be problems between them, and the culprit had the audacity to show up here.

Vanessa crossed her arms, sporting a smug grin, "Auntie, you're a smart woman. You should know that I couldn't possibly live here without Theodore's permission."

Mrs. Ziegler's face darkened, "Stop your nonsense. You must have tricked him into bringing you back."

"Ah, you and Phoebe are indeed mother and daughter, both fond of deceiving yourselves," Vanessa sighed, "What tricks could I possibly play? It's just that Theodore still loves me."

Mrs. Ziegler didn't expect Vanessa to be so shameless. Thinking about the injustice her daughter had suffered, she could no longer control her rage and lunged at Vanessa, pulling her hair. "You homewrecker! You dare to seduce my son-in-law; I'll kill you!"