Forbidden Passion
Chapter 297 She and Edward Missed Each Other in the End

Edward frowned, leaning back in his chair, starting to recall that day. Many people attended the class reunion, and everyone had changed a lot, but he was not interested in them, frequently looking towards the entrance of the banquet hall. Suddenly, an arm was draped over his shoulder. He turned his head to see the class monitor standing next to him, teasingly saying, "Edward, are you so absent-minded, waiting for Phoebe?"

Edward smiled gently.

The class monitor sighed. "I never expect that you two would actually break up. Leaving that aside, don't you know? Phoebe won't be coming today."

The smile at the corner of Edward's mouth gradually disappeared, and he became listless. "Does Phoebe say so?"

"Yes, someone asked Phoebe in the class group chat, and she says she's not able to come today. Don't look so gloomy, and I'll drink with you." The class monitor sat down next to Edward and poured him a drink. The class reunion was lively, with everyone toasting and chatting merrily.

Edward, feeling low among them, seemed out of place. Just as Edward was about to leave his seat, he suddenly heard someone shout, "Phoebe, is that Phoebe?"

Edward was pleasantly surprised, abruptly turning to see Phoebe walking in with a smile, her six-month pregnant belly slightly showing.

Edward stared at Phoebe's belly for a while, a terrible thought rising in his mind. 'I truly wish that the child in Phoebe's belly has never existed.'

But in the blink of an eye, Phoebe was pulled to a table by several female classmates from high school, chatting happily with them.

When someone asked if the child in Phoebe's belly was Edward's and why he didn't come over with her, Edward felt bitter. Without hearing Phoebe's response, he got up and left the banquet hall.

Edward had hoped for Phoebe's arrival, but when she did arrive and he saw her, he felt embarrassed. Everyone thought they would get married after graduating from college, but Phoebe married someone else and was carrying someone else's child.

Edward harbored resentment and regret. Despite knowing that attending the reunion would be difficult, he couldn't bear to miss the chance to see Phoebe.

Edward vomited in the bathroom, almost bringing up bile, feeling somewhat relieved. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he stood in the corridor for a while before heading back to the banquet hall.

Just as he reached the banquet hall's entrance, a waitress-dressed girl approached him, holding a bottle of drink, and asked Edward to take it inside.

Without much thought, Edward took the drink and brought it into the hall. As soon as he entered, someone called Edward, saying the drink was for Phoebe. He hesitated for a moment before walking towards the table where Phoebe was seated.

Perhaps Phoebe had already explained that the child in her belly was not Edward's, as the onlookers' gazes toward Edward were filled with strong gossip vibes.

Back in high school, everyone knew Phoebe and Edward were a couple, but Phoebe ended up marrying someone else.

Fortunately, their classmates were kind and didn't press Edward further. After a few teasing remarks, they let Edward be. Cindy took the drink and poured a glass for Phoebe.

Later, everyone played cards or went to the KTV to sing.

Edward got drunk. As he prepared to leave, he saw Phoebe resting on the table, seemingly asleep. Someone mentioned to Edward that their homes were close by and asked him to take Phoebe home.

Edward agreed. After everyone had left, he sat next to Phoebe, watching her peaceful sleeping face and the unmistakable signs of her pregnancy under her clothes.

At that moment, Edward was filled with hatred, leading him to make the most impulsive and wrong decision of his life. It was taking Phoebe to a love hotel.

As Edward snapped back to reality from his memories, he looked at Phoebe across from him. "The drink is given to me by a waitress. I don't know if it is spiked." Phoebe squinted. "Do you know the waitress?"

Edward tried hard to remember but couldn't recall the waitress's appearance. After all, he was almost drunk at the time and didn't pay attention to what she looked like. Shaking his head, Edward said, "I can't remember."

Phoebe leaned back in her chair, looking somewhat dejected. After a moment of thought, she pulled up a photo of Ruby from her phone. "Take a look, is it her?" Edward certainly knew Ruby. In the Kedora elite circle, everyone had seen each other at banquets more or less.

Edward stared at the phone for a while, ultimately shaking his head. "Phoebe, I really can't remember."

Phoebe put her phone away, sighing softly.

"Phoebe, why are you so convinced that you were drugged that night? Perhaps... it was just a reaction to something you were allergic to?" Edward suggested. Phoebe shook her head. "I'm only allergic to medication."

In fact, Phoebe only discovered her allergy to medication after Theodore forcibly fed her birth control pills, causing her stomach discomfort and prompting her to seek medical help.

Phoebe had a unique constitution, her allergic reaction to contraceptive pills manifested as stomach pain and loss of appetite, while drugs like date rape drugs caused a skin rash.

At the time of her unexpected miscarriage, feeling physically weak, she attributed the skin rash to a weakened immune system. If it weren't for Mr. Tompson using date rape drugs on her, she wouldn't have noticed anything suspicious. Edward turned extremely unpleasant, saying, "So, do you still suspect me?"

Looking at Edward, Phoebe said, "Edward, we've grown up together since childhood. I know what kind of person you are."

Phoebe had indeed harbored suspicions about Edward, but when she saw the fleeting hurt in Edward's eyes when she tentatively spoke earlier, she knew she was wrong. Phoebe and Edward had known each other since childhood, almost like family. Even if Edward harbored resentment, he would never harm Phoebe or the child in her belly. Edward smiled wryly, self-deprecating, "I don't even know what kind of person I am. Phoebe, that night when I didn't take you home, and I had selfish motives." Phoebe pressed her lips together.

Edward stared at Phoebe intently. "I want to be with you, even if it's just for one night. I want to see you, to be with you."

Edward's intensity made Phoebe unable to meet his gaze. She lowered her eyelids, staring at the latte art on her coffee, softly saying, "Edward, I'm sorry."

Edward awkwardly looked away, watching the hurried passersby outside the window. He chuckled bitterly. "You know, the last thing I want to hear is that sentence." Phoebe fell silent.

Despite the surrounding noise, the silence between them seemed overly quiet. Edward picked up his glass of water and took a sip as if trying to wash away the bitterness in his heart. "Let's go, I'll take you home," Edward said.

Phoebe gently shook her head. "I want to sit a little longer. You go ahead."

Edward sat for a few more minutes, the two of them remaining silent. Eventually, Edward had to get up and leave. Phoebe watched his figure disappear into the night, sighing silently. She and Edward, in the end, missed each other.