Forbidden Passion
Chapter 309 Let Father Leave, Let Child Stay

Theodore entered the room and saw Evelyn sitting in the living room, talking to Sarah, looking very restrained.

He went over and called out, "Hi, Evelyn."

Evelyn's smile was very bright.

It seemed like she was very happy when every time Theodore called her.

She exchanged a few pleasantries, having nothing to fault Theodore for. Theodore had looks and wealth, and Phoebe was so lucky to have caught his eye.

After exchanging a few words, Theodore's gaze kept drifting upstairs. Obviously, his mind was not there, and Evelyn naturally noticed. She quickly said, "Phoebe is upstairs. Go and see her."

"I see her every day at the company." That was what he said, but he couldn't control his honest reaction and immediately headed for the stairs.

Sarah laughed and scolded, "Looking at his hypocritical look, I feel ashamed."

Several people in the living room laughed.

As Theodore went upstairs, he happened to meet Taylor, who saw him with his hands in his pockets, looking smug, and got especially angry. "You, with this improper look, come here," Taylor said

Theodore glanced upstairs and reluctantly followed Taylor into the bedroom. Once the door closed, Taylor said, "You and Phoebe have been trying to conceive for over three months. Why isn't she pregnant yet?" Even if Theodore was cheeky, being asked this question by his own mother was still embarrassing. "You should ask her."

Taylor frowned. "I won't ask her but ask you. Has your relationship been very strained recently? You didn't come back last week, and this week she looks so thin. Grandma was just worrying about her."

Theodore frowned.

Phoebe had stayed in the hospital for another two weeks. Theodore hadn't said anything about it. It seemed Brandon hadn't told them when he came back. They didn't know anything. Well, if this matter got out, Bishop's presence wouldn't be able to cover it up.

"We're fine," Theodore said.

Taylor stared at him. "Even if you're fine, you wouldn't be separated. Theodore, don't think I can't see it. Ever since Vanessa went back to her country, you two have been acting strange." Theodore was not pleased. "Mom, don't blame everything on Vanessa."

"Is it because of Vanessa that you two have been arguing recently? Theodore, if you can't let go of Vanessa, why do you provoke Phoebe in the first place?" Taylor asked. "I..." Theodore was speechless. He walked out angrily.

Taylor stared at his back, saying, "I don't care who you like, but you still have to fulfill your marital duties. Otherwise, how will she get pregnant if you leave her alone?" Theodore almost hit the wall. What was his mother saying?

He was displeased and turned back to Taylor. "Mom, are you now going to meddle in our childbearing affairs? If you're too free, you'd better take care of your husband." Taylor Stared angrily. "I'm talking to you. Don't change the subject."

Theodore pinched his brow and said, "What does Phoebe come to talk to you about?"

"Phoebe doesn't say anything to me. Grandma is eager to have her great-grandchild, and you should make an effort. When Phoebe gets pregnant, I won't care where you go," Taylor replied. "You want to let father leave or let the child stay?" Theodore asked.

Taylor fell silent.

Theodore came out of Taylor's room and went upstairs.

He pushed open the bedroom door and saw Phoebe sitting on the sofa in the small living room, looking at a tablet.

She wore blue light-blocking glasses, looking at something interesting, laughing happily. Theodore heard her laughter from outside the door.

Even when Theodore came in, she didn't notice. She was fixed on the tablet.

Theodore walked over and looked at the screen for a while, only then did he realize that Phoebe was watching a variety show, which wasn't particularly funny, but she was laughing happily.

Theodore leaned over the back of the sofa with his hands, leaning closer to Phoebe. "This isn't funny, is it?" He said those words almost in her ear. She was startled, almost knocking the tablet to the ground, but she quickly held onto it and turned to glare at him.

"Why do you walk so quietly?" Phoebe asked.

Theodore stood up straight, looking down at Phoebe. "You are so focused. I could have stomped a hole in the floor, and you wouldn't have heard it."

Phoebe looked embarrassed; laughter came from the tablet; she propped it back up and laughed along.

Theodore stood next to her for a while, she treated him as if he were invisible, he pursed his lips, moved to the side of the sofa and sat next to her. "I want to watch too."

Theodore squeezed Phoebe against the sofa, making her extremely uncomfortable.

'Does he not want me to feel comfortable?' She tried to push Theodore away, but he resisted, and they ended up in a struggle.

Phoebe was getting annoyed by Theodore squeezing her. She pushed against the back of the sofa with her feet, trying to push him away.

Just as Phoebe exerted force, she didn't know how Theodore suddenly let go, and she fell directly from the sofa.

With a loud noise, she fell to the ground, looking miserable.

Theodore stood by, watching her fall miserably. He couldn't help but laugh as he knelt down to help her up.

Phoebe was furious, her cheeks turning red, even the tips of her ears turning red, not knowing if she was embarrassment or anger.

She leaped up like a little leopard, then pounced on Theodore, knocking him to the ground, Theodore's head hit the corner of the table, and everything went black before his eyes. Phoebe sat on his waist, raised her fist, and pounded on his chest. "Keep laughing. Is it fun to bully people? Then let me show you what it feels like to be bullied."

Theodore took a while to recover, then felt Phoebe's small fists pounding on his chest.

To be honest, Phoebe's strength wasn't much to him, but what surprised him was that this was the first time she had resisted.

It seemed she was really angry. Phoebe's eyes were bright, like two flames burning; her cheeks were also red, and her fierce appearance resembled a threatened little tiger. It was kind of cute.

After a few punches, Phoebe grabbed Theodore's collar, pretending to be fierce. "Scared now? Do you realize your mistake?"

Theodore was moved; he suddenly sat up, leaned in, and kissed Phoebe on the lips.

Phoebe's cheeks were even redder than before. She was angry just now, but now she was a mix of embarrassment and anger, not knowing that Theodore would kiss her. She felt confused and dizzy, and the next moment, she was pinned down by someone, Theodore's hands on her side, staring down at her.

The gaze was aggressive, hungry, like staring at prey, eager to find where to start, to devour her in one bite.