Forbidden Passion
Chapter 366 It's Time for a Divorce

Evan chuckled under his mask, his eyes crinkling. "Ms. Ziegler, scared? Having rumors with me isn't so bad." "No way!" Phoebe shot back.

Evan looked surprised, feeling a bit rejected. He pulled down his mask and pointed to his face. "Look at this. Are you really losing out by having rumors about me?" Phoebe heard fans gasping behind her. She quickly stood on tiptoe to help Evan put his mask back on, worried fans might rush over and hurt her.

"Alright, we know you're handsome. Put your mask on. Listen to your fans screaming," Phoebe said, feeling a headache coming on.

Evan didn't care and ignored others' feelings.

Fans following from a distance were so excited they almost fainted.

"Evan is so handsome, even without makeup."

"Evan's side profile is amazing. I'm going to die."

Phoebe was speechless.

She glanced back, seeing fans with stars in their eyes flattering him. Their screams attracted curious passersby, who all looked their way.

Luckily, everyone was restrained, just looking curiously without taking photos.

Phoebe walked beside Evan. She should have parted ways with him at the exit, but Evan grabbed her.

"Ms. Ziegler, we're partners. Leaving me alone is a bit unkind, don't you think?" Evan asked.

Phoebe replied, "I remember we haven't signed the contract yet, right?"

The contract was discussed, but they had been busy and kept missing each other, so they hadn't signed it yet.

Evan took advantage of the moment and pinched her cheek. "So petty. We'll sign it once we get in the car, okay?"

Phoebe slapped his hand away and stepped back. "Don't touch me."

Evan's trip was personal, so no fans greeted him at the airport. However, fans had posted his itinerary on Facebook, so quite a few fans were at the airport.

As soon as they exited the terminal, they were surrounded by hundreds of fans. The fans stood on both sides of the passage, leaving the middle open for them to pass through.

The fans were enthusiastic, holding up their phones to take pictures, but they were also restrained and didn't rush up to ask for a photo with Evan. "Evan, I love you! Look at me!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched male voice erupted from the crowd, making the fans laugh. Evan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy. Evan raised an eyebrow and smiled at him, making a gesture of thanks for his affection.

Phoebe suddenly felt Evan's charm. Evan was handsome and polite and treated his fans with gentle respect, greeting them like friends. Evan had no distance from his fans, so they were also restrained, trying not to disturb him and feeling satisfied just to like him quietly. Even after getting into Evan's van, Phoebe still found it hard to believe they had gotten away so easily.

"Mr. DeRoss, are you losing your popularity?" Phoebe asked sincerely.

Evan playfully slapped her. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Phoebe reflexively covered her forehead. "Don't you have any crazy fans? The last time I picked up a minor celebrity, there was almost a stampede. You're so famous, yet we got out so easily." Evan laughed. "No wonder you wanted to run earlier. Do you have a psychological shadow?"

Phoebe rubbed her forehead and stayed quiet.

Evan laughed. "Don't worry. My fans are well-behaved."

"I'm your boss," Phoebe reminded him.

"Yes, boss," Evan replied.

Evan's assistant and John were in the back, listening to their banter. John looked conflicted, while the assistant seemed excited.

Evan had never been this gentle with any woman except when acting. He must like Phoebe; even if it wasn't romantic, it was at least familial.

Evan's airport photos with Phoebe went viral on Facebook, and fans freaked out.

"I don't agree! Evan is my baby. How can he have a girlfriend?"

"Wait, doesn't this woman look familiar?"

Fans calmed down and examined the photos. One showed Phoebe smiling at Evan, and it jogged their memories.

"Oh my God, it's her! The one who had a staring contest with Noah. She's so beautiful without makeup. I almost didn't recognize her." "Yes, it's her, Evan's new boss!"

"Ladies, don't panic. Frontline fans said they didn't come off the same plane. It was just a coincidence, and they walked out together." The storm on Facebook died down, and comments shifted.

"It was a misunderstanding. Phoebe, please don't make things difficult for Evan."

Madison, lounging on her sofa, saw the discussion and decided to stir trouble. "Phoebe won't make things difficult for Evan, but she will make him lick her toes!" Fans were outraged and attacked Madison's account, calling her shameless.

Madison fought back until she was banned from Facebook.

Furious, she switched accounts and saved the photos, forwarding them to Theodore.

Madison messaged, "Theodore, I found these photos on Evan's Facebook. There's no need to thank me!"

She smugly put away her phone, eager to see Theodore's reaction.

Madison also sent the photos to Edward with a voice message: "Edward, Phoebe is messing around with men everywhere. You need to see her true colors."

The message didn't go through because Edward had blocked her.

Madison was livid!

Phoebe returned to her apartment, took a shower, and tossed her dirty clothes into the washing machine. She brewed a cup of coffee and stood by the window, gazing at the night view. Her waist ached. She pressed it, frowning in pain.

Earlier, she had noticed a bruise on her waist in the mirror. Compared to Theodore's past injuries, this was nothing.

But her heart had grown cold..

Her marriage with Theodore was over. It was time to get a divorce!