Forbidden Passion
Chapter 286 Phoebe Wouldn't Bring Emotions to Work

Phoebe went to the bathroom to vomit once in the middle of the night. She had a bad stomach, a result of irregular eating habits developed over the years while being around Theodore.

Actually, Theodore didn't intentionally mistreat her or forbid her from eating.

It was just that whenever he was in the mood, regardless of time or place, he would make love to her and then give her birth control pills. While she was allergic to birth control pills, after taking them, her stomach would feel uncomfortable for a long time, making it impossible for her to eat anything.

Her irregular eating habits and frequent late nights had caused chronic stomach pain. Especially tonight, after drinking so much beer, it was even easier for her stomach to hurt.

After vomiting the items in her stomach, the intense stomach spasms caused Phoebe great pain. She clutched her stomach with one hand, bending over in pain.

The light above her head cast a pale glow on her face. She bit her lower lip to avoid making any painful groans.

Phoebe looked up into the mirror. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, with a hint of mockery in her expression. Why was she torturing her body over something she had already known?

Thinking of Theodore's unwavering trust and Vanessa's gaze, her stomach suddenly contracted, torturing her like labor pains.

She gritted her teeth with her fingertips trembling slightly.

After a while, she forced her out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, sprinkling only a few grains of salt on the plain noodles.

She ate without any taste; only then did the heavy feeling in her stomach, begin to ease, and the dull pain gradually disappeared.

The next day, Cindy woke up after a hangover. Smelling the aroma of fresh meat porridge, she got up from the carpet.

A night of poor sleeping posture had left her with a sore back. She walked to the kitchen and saw Phoebe wearing an apron and cooking.

Leaning against the doorway, she inhaled the smell of home-cooked food, feeling happy and content. She sighed. "It's been a long time since I smelled the aroma of food in my kitchen."  

Phoebe glanced at her.  "Go freshen up; breakfast is almost ready."

  "Okay."

The food was quickly set on the table. Cindy took a sip of the thick, fresh meat porridge, closing her eyes in happiness. "Phoebe, you're really my best friend. Why don't you move in with me?"  

Phoebe laughed. "If I move in, what about your boyfriend?"

"I'll ditch him. You are my first concern." Cindy said firmly.

Phoebe shook her head with a smile. After eating for a while, she said, "I'm going to work later so that I won't be coming over tonight."  

Cindy looked at her in disbelief. "Phoebe, after everything he's done to you, you're still going to work?"

"Yes, I haven't been to the office for several days. I need to have a look." Phoebe replied.

She was an adult; no matter how much she broke down or felt sad at night, she had to keep going when the sun rose the next day.

Cindy couldn't understand. "Phoebe, that's Theodore's company. No matter how hard you work, you're contributing to someone else; by the way, that someone is Vanessa."  

"I know." Phoebe lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Regardless of whose company it is, I'm the person in charge now. There's no reason to avoid problems instead of solving them."

She always kept her personal and professional lives separate. No matter how fiercely she and Theodore argued, she wouldn't bring her emotions to work.  

Cindy knew how hard it was to be an employee. Especially, Phoebe was a responsible person. She sighed. "What if you run into Theodore at the office?"

Phoebe's heart clenched, unwilling to think about that possibility.

After breakfast, Phoebe went to the bedroom to change clothes. The clothes she wore yesterday had been washed and dried in the dryer. Now, wearing them felt like they had just been brought in from the sunshine; they were still warm.