Forbidden Passion
Chapter 185 You Two are Husband and Wife

The moment he said this, the room fell into silence. Mrs. Ziegler's mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't find the words to speak. If her son-in-law were anyone else, she would've slapped him for siding with an outsider. But the man standing before her was Theodore, and she dared not act rashly. Instead, she shot Phoebe a look, urging her to speak up and not let Vanessa walk all over them.

Phoebe had known who Theodore's heart leaned towards the moment he spoke up. No, to be more precise, she knew when he had called her earlier, he was already standing by Vanessa's side. Otherwise, he would've had plenty of time on the road to tell her what had happened, but he hadn't mentioned a word, all to protect Vanessa.

Phoebe's heart ached, but she had to stand her ground. She stared at Vanessa and said, "You want to examine the injuries, right? After the examination, let's hold a press conference. You two can explain to the reporters who's right and who's wrong."

"Are you threatening me?" Vanessa glared at her.

Phoebe said, "Miss Fitzroy, you do have a history of causing trouble. Who knows if you were the one who invited my mom over, attacked her, and then tried to frame her?"

Vanessa was exasperated. She turned to look at Theodore, "Theodore, do you believe me? I didn't call her to the Imperial Apartment, and I didn't hit her. She scratched my face and even pulled my hair. I only fought back because I had no other choice, and I only pulled her hair; I didn't scratch her. The scratches on her face were self-made before the police arrived."

"Whether it was you who scratched her or my mom who scratched herself, we can have a forensic doctor come and examine it." Phoebe was steadfast. Since Vanessa wanted to pursue this, then they would pursue it to the end. "Enough!" Theodore spoke up again. He shot Phoebe a cold glance and said to Vanessa, "Vanessa, go sign."

This was to settle the matter privately.

Vanessa looked at him with teary eyes, looking pitiful, "Theodore, don't you believe me either? I'm not afraid of the forensic examination..."

"Forensic doctors usually work with the deceased. Aren't you afraid it's a bad omen?" Theodore's face was stern.

Vanessa was taken aback. Noticing Theodore's obvious impatience, she knew that if she continued to make a fuss, she might lose his heart. She bit her lip and said grievously, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

At this point, Mrs. Ziegler was quiet. The two of them signed the mediation book, and the police officer who had witnessed the whole process said, "You can go now."

The four of them left the police station, none of them looking good. Jack drove the car over and quickly got out to open the back door.

Theodore didn't get in the car, but instead said to Phoebe, "You and Mom go back first; I'll come pick you up later."

Phoebe understood his intention was for her and her mom to go. She didn't say anything else and helped her mom into the car. Jack closed the door and quickly got in the car.

The car slowly started. Phoebe didn't look at the two people standing outside. The car drove past them and quickly merged into the traffic.

Mrs. Ziegler was still angry. Seeing Phoebe's indifferent attitude, she got more and more angry and slapped her on the back.

"How did I raise such a timid daughter? How long has Vanessa been living in the Imperial Apartment? Don't you know about their relationship?"

Phoebe didn't respond to her mom. Instead, she glanced at Jack who was sitting in the front row. Seeing her look, Jack quickly said, "Mrs. Reynolds, there's a pharmacy ahead; I'll go buy some medicine for you." Jack quickly ran out of the car, eager to escape the tense atmosphere.

Once Jack left, Phoebe finally spoke, "The Imperial Apartment is Theodore's house. He can let whomever he wants stay there. What am I supposed to do?"

"What? You two are husband and wife," Mrs. Ziegler said angrily.

"Husband and wife?" Phoebe sneered, "Mom, ask yourself, have you been able to hold your head up in front of him in the past three years?"

Mrs. Ziegler was stubborn, "How can't I hold my head up?"

Phoebe didn't argue with her about this; it was pointless. She said, "Don't cause conflict with Vanessa in the future; it's not worth it."

"Are you saying that you're going to let it go?" Mrs. Ziegler looked at her in surprise, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm not thinking anything."

Mrs. Ziegler stared at her, "Phoebe, tell me honestly, you've been married to Theodore for three years; don't you have any feelings for him?" Phoebe bit her lip and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ziegler understood. She held Phoebe's hand and said earnestly, "If you like him, be more proactive. Don't always be so reserved." "Mom!" Phoebe felt embarrassed.

Seeing that her ears were red, Mrs. Ziegler said, "Anyway, you should listen to me."

Jack came back with the medicine and stood next to the pharmacy, afraid that Phoebe and her mother hadn't finished arguing and it would be awkward to come over. Phoebe rolled down the window and waved at him, "Jack, get in the car."

Jack quickly ran over and got back in the car, handing the medicine to Phoebe, "These medicines are all for injuries. The doctor said it's okay as long as the wound doesn't touch water." Phoebe thanked Jack, held the medicine in her hand, and didn't say anything else.

When they got back to the Golden Apartment, Phoebe treated her mom's face and then went to the kitchen to cook. Just as she finished frying the dishes, the doorbell rang. She came out with two plates of food just in time to see Theodore entering. He was carrying two large boxes of supplements, looking a bit like he was coming to apologize. Mrs. Ziegler was very pleased to see Theodore and warmly welcomed him into the living room, "Theodore, have you had dinner yet? We have plenty of food if you're hungry." Theodore changed into slippers and came in, put the things on the coffee table, and went to the kitchen. He stood by the sink washing his hands, watching Phoebe serve the rice as he said, "I sent Vanessa back to the Fitzroy family." Phoebe was taken aback. She wanted to say something sarcastic, but after remembering what her mom had said in the car, she awkwardly said, "Her hand injury should be almost healed. I guess it's time she went back." Theodore was prepared for her indifference, but after hearing her jealous tone, he couldn't help but feel amused.

"If you're not happy about her living in our house, just tell me. Don't keep it to yourself; how would I know what you're thinking if you keep it to yourself?"

Phoebe glanced at him, "Oh, so it's our house. I thought it was your and Miss Fitzroy's house. Every time I go back, I wonder if I've walked into the wrong house."

Theodore found it amusing to see her be sour and jealous. He didn't even dry his hand and reached out to pinch her mouth, "Sharp-tongued."

Phoebe laughed and dodged his hand. Her lips were wet from the water, so she wiped them on her sleeve, "You're so mean; you got my face all wet." Theodore didn't say anything; he just watched her and smiled.