Forbidden Passion
Chapter 257: Ordinary Times

Theodore stared at her with a particularly fierce look. His whole aura had changed, no longer indifferent but with a kind of fierce sharpness. His gaze on her was like that of a predator, wanting to devour her.

Phoebe sensed the difference in atmosphere keenly, and when she looked at him again, she felt like he was a lurking beast, which made her feel in danger.

She was about to step back when she saw his hands on the windowsill. He leaned forward slightly, and suddenly, his face came closer.

Phoebe was startled. Before she could move back, he had already taken half of the remaining pizza from her hand and put it in his mouth.

Phoebe exclaimed, "That's what I was eating."

Theodore's way of eating the pizza was particularly fierce, as if he were chewing on her bones. Phoebe's heart skipped, and she didn't know how she had provoked him again.

"I didn't even mind sharing your saliva, and now do I mind eating the pizza you've had?" Theodore leaned against the window and said it as if it were only natural.

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. She held the chopsticks nervously for a moment and then lowered her head and continued eating the pizza silently.

Theodore watched her take small bites of the pizza with a pink cotton flower pinned behind her ear, making her look even more beautiful than the flower.

Phoebe felt strange being stared at by him, so she couldn't help but glance at him. She hadn't noticed before, but he was actually wearing sportswear, probably just back from a run. There were sweat beads on his forehead, and the tip of his nose, and his whole body was damp, with even his hair glistening.

"You went for a run?"

Theodore leaned against the windowsill. His black hair and bright eyes made him look pure and handsome.

"Yes, I ran five laps."

The Reynolds Mansion was quite large, so running five laps meant covering several kilometers. No wonder even the tips of his hair were sweaty. Phoebe couldn't help but look at him a few more times. "Let's have breakfast. You go back to your room and take a shower first."

Theodore turned his head to look at her. "Can you bring me a tissue? I'll wipe the sweat off my face and take a shower after breakfast."

Phoebe was not far from the dining table, and she had just finished the pizza in her bowl. She walked to the table, put down the bowl, and took a box of tissues.

Theodore took two tissues and wiped the sweat off his face; then, he wiped his neck and hair. The tissues quickly became soaked with sweat, so he took two more.

Phoebe watched as sweat beads formed on his neck, and when he tilted his head, his neck revealed a slender and attractive line, both healthy and sexy.

Her gaze lingered for a moment, and she instinctively looked away. "Aren't you going to the company today?"

"I've got an afternoon meeting scheduled. What about your plans for the day?" Theodore asked, his attention drifting momentarily as he noted the rosy hue on her cheeks. It was a charming distraction. It had a good effect; at least now, she only had eyes for him.

"I have to leave after breakfast. I have a meeting with someone about resources." They had rarely communicated in such a calm manner before. During this time, they had both changed a lot. Theodore nodded. "Alright, I'll take you after breakfast."

Phoebe was taken aback. She thought that Vanessa was still upstairs. Didn't he need to accompany her? But if she asked this question, the harmonious atmosphere would likely be shattered. She said, "If it's not too much trouble, that's fine."

Theodore looked at her strangely. "Phoebe, I've said it before. We are a couple. You don't have to be so polite with me."

"Okay," Phoebe responded, but she didn't take his words to heart. They were not an ordinary couple, so she tried her best not to trouble him.