Forbidden Passion
Chapter 306 They Are Heading for Divorce

Phoebe returned to the Imperial Apartment. Just as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a tall and handsome man leaning against the door. She paused in her steps. Theodore looked up at her with an impatient expression. "Why are you just coming back?"

Phoebe walked slowly towards the door, ignoring him. She unlocked the door with her fingerprint, pushed it open, and was about to enter.

Theodore followed her into the room and pushed her against the wall, his tall and muscular body fitting tightly against hers.

The bottle of mineral water in Phoebe's hand fell to the ground, filled with the strong masculine scent of a very aggressive man.

Phoebe pressed her hands against her chest, glaring warily at Theodore. "What are you doing?"

The light at the door turned on, casting light into Phoebe's eyes. Phoebe's defense stung Theodore. Their relationship had never been this bad before.

"Phoebe, have you had enough of causing trouble?" Theodore questioned.

Phoebe pushed against him, trying to create some distance between them. Theodore felt her resistance and deliberately loosened the force he was using to press against the wall, his entire upper body still leaning on her. At that moment, Phoebe felt a great deal of pressure and breathing became difficult for her.

It was really difficult!

She struggled to move her face away from Theodore's chest to let fresh air into her lungs. She said angrily, "You... back off. I can hardly breathe."

Theodore, nearly 6 feet tall and regularly working out at the gym, pressed against Phoebe, depriving her of oxygen. He stared at Phoebe's cheeks, now red from lack of air, and pressed a little harder before finally straightening up. "I'm hungry. Go make some food." Theodore bent down to open the shoe cabinet, took out slippers, put them on, and walked in without giving Phoebe any time to react.

Phoebe leaned against the wall, watching him relax on the sofa, looking incredibly comfortable.

She thought to herself, 'Despite Theodore's serious demeanor outside, while at home, he is no different from most other men.'

"Aren't you supposed to be eating instant noodles in the park? Haven't you eaten enough yet?" Phoebe sarcastically remarked, not realizing the jealousy in her tone.

Theodore played Minesweeper out of boredom. When he glanced at Phoebe, he accidentally clicked on a mine, causing all the mines on the screen to explode. Intentionally, he asked, "Are you jealous?"

Phoebe walked to the kitchen, heated up some medicine, and drank it, the bitter taste spreading on her tongue, causing her to frown.

This medicine was really bitter.

She found some pasta Evelyn had sent in the fridge, put it in the microwave, and heated it up.

Outside the kitchen, occasional sounds of stomping feet could be heard.

Phoebe tightened her lips. She thought about capturing Theodore's childish behavior and posting it on the company's internal network for everyone to see. It would be interesting for everyone to see Theodore, who was usually authoritative and serious acting so immaturely at home.

After heating the pasta, Phoebe took out two plates, added condiments to each, scooped a spoonful of chili oil into her bowl, and then carried them out. Theodore smelled the pasta and got up from the sofa, putting his phone in his pocket and heading towards the dining room.

Phoebe sat down across from Theodore with the other plate of pasta.

Usually, when they ate at home, they sat together, but Phoebe's clear attitude showed that she was still not over whatever had happened.

Theodore glanced at her, then at the pasta, noticing it was plain without any additional ingredients. It was so plain that it lacked any other toppings.

When Phoebe used to cook pasta, she would fry an egg for him and add some dipping sauce. Today, there was nothing else besides the pasta, and Theodore found it quite unusual. Seeing Phoebe sitting across from him, Theodore became angry.

"Sitting so far away, are you afraid of me?" He pulled out a chair and sat down, his anger evident as he dragged the chair legs on the floor, creating a sharp noise.

He didn't think about the noise he was making, sat down, and said, "I want an egg and some dipping sauce."

Phoebe thought, 'You're dreaming.'

Ignoring the sound, Phoebe lowered her head to eat spaghetti, only to get her leg kicked under the table. Theodore demanded again, "I want an egg and some dipping sauce." Phoebe's leg was kicked under the table, causing her pain. She frowned at Theodore. "If you want it, make it yourself."

Theodore stared at her without saying a word, looking particularly intimidating.

Phoebe thought Theodore was really difficult to please. She slammed the fork on the table, got up, and went to the kitchen.

Despite her reluctance, she fried three eggs and prepared some dipping sauce. She added an egg to her plate and pushed the rest towards Theodore. "There you go, master," she said.

Theodore's handsome face finally softened as he put the egg and dipping sauce on his plate, although he still felt it wasn't as nicely presented as when Phoebe did it. But he knew that if he asked Phoebe for more, she might just kill him, so he let it go.

Seeing Theodore quiet, Phoebe felt relieved. She thought, 'If Theodore tries to pick a fight again, I would slam the plate of pasta on his head.'

Of course, it was just a thought.

The two of them ate their pasta in silence. Phoebe noticed that Theodore finished his quickly as if he were starving, which made her furrow her brow.

They hadn't had a chance to sit down and talk. After finishing the pasta, Phoebe put down her fork and said, "Dad called me to the boardroom a few days ago." Theodore suddenly looked up, his gaze cold as he stared at her. "What does Dad say?"

Phoebe hesitated for a moment, realizing that Theodore must have known something; otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted so strongly when she mentioned Brandon. Phoebe wiped her mouth with a napkin and said, "Dad tells me that Mom is going to host a party and introduce me to everyone as the Reynolds family's daughter-in-law." Theodore sneered. "Brandon really knows how to please others. He can't even keep this secret without me helping him."

Phoebe pursed her lips. "Mom wants us to go back to the Reynolds Mansion tomorrow. This will probably be mentioned. I mean, there's no need to make a big deal out of it." "What do you mean?" Theodore finally caught on. "You don't want it public. You don't want others to know you're my wife?"

The term "wife" made Phoebe's heart flutter inexplicably. She remembered the night when Theodore was drunk and whispered in her ear, "Honey, give me a hug."

Phoebe bit her lip again, thinking, 'We are heading for divorce anyway, so going public won't benefit either of us. It is better to maintain the status quo. We will both have more dignity when we eventually divorce.'

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