Forbidden Passion
Chapter 239 Fractured Bonds: Confrontations and Consequences

Theodore was furious. "So, when you can't handle something, you'd rather let him drink for you than come find me?"

His anger seemed sudden, and Phoebe couldn't understand. "This is my job. Can everything be solved by finding you? Even if it's solved this time, what about next time? Or the time after that? Should I keep bothering you because of my job?" Theodore's chest heaved heavily. He knew she was right, but he was still angry. Was it a bother to find him?

"Phoebe, what am I to you?" Theodore stared at her, anger brewing in his gaze.

Phoebe remained silent, biting her lip..

Theodore stared at her intently, his anger boiling in his eyes. "Fine, I won't interfere with your work. But why didn't you call me when you were in trouble, and your employee was drunk, not knowing how to get home?" "I...," Phoebe took a deep breath, holding back her tears. "I thought you were still on your business trip."

"Forget it, Phoebe." Theodore released his grip on her chin, straightened his posture, and his voice echoed above her head. "Even if you knew I was in Kedora, you wouldn't have called me."

Phoebe remained silent.

Yes, she wouldn't have called!

They were like strangers even in their own home, and even more distant when they were outside. She would rather stay here and wait for John until dawn than bother him with a phone call to pick them up. Seeing her silence, Theodore offered a cold smile. "Phoebe, you're too stubborn."

Phoebe tightly gripped the tablet in her hand. She thought that after he said those words, he would leave her and John here. But she didn't expect him to bend down and assist John.

Her heart trembled and she quickly stood up to help, but he brushed her away with his big hand.

Lawton Brown saw what was happening and quickly went to help John on the other side, helping him towards the car. However, being drunk, it was difficult for the two big men to hold him up, especially when John moved, he was about to throw up.

Phoebe was afraid that he would vomit on Theodore, so she quickly grabbed a bag and held it up to his mouth. John gagged a few times and vomited.

Theodore's expression darkened. Phoebe glanced at him nervously and quickly reassured him, "Drunk people are like this, once they vomit, they'll be okay."

Lawton Brown felt the cold air emanating from his boss and hated himself for being here.

After John finished vomiting, Phoebe took tissues to wipe his mouth, but before she could, Theodore snatched the tissues from her hand and roughly wiped John's mouth a few times, then threw the tissues into the bag. "Go throw it away, it stinks."

Phoebe didn't dare to object and quickly threw it into the nearby trash can. When she turned around, she saw Theodore placing John in the passenger seat.

Although he still had a sour expression on his face, his movements were gentle.

"Where does he live?"

Phoebe snapped back to reality and hastily said, "I don't know."

Theodore's handsome face darkened, and he looked at John, who was already fast asleep in the passenger seat. After a few seconds of contemplation, he said to Phoebe, "Get in the car, we're going back to the Imperial Apartment." Phoebe paused for a moment, "Isn't it inconvenient to bring John back to the Imperial Apartment?"

"After you've planned to stay with him on the roadside all night, what's inconvenient?" After Theodore finished his sarcastic remark, he opened the car door and sat inside, slamming the door shut.

Phoebe didn't dare to provoke him and quickly went around to the other side of the car and got in.