Forbidden Passion
Chapter 418 No One Loves Her More Than I Do

Patrick walked out of the filming location and spotted Theodore leaning against a black Bentley, smoking, surrounded by a few young, pretty girls, looking relaxed. He walked over and cleared his throat. "Am I interrupting?"

Theodore, showing off his charm, should be killed!

The girls turned around, still blushing, and greeted Patrick awkwardly, "Patrick."

Patrick glanced at them and half-jokingly said, "Didn't you all say you loved me the most? How come you've switched so quickly?"

The girls laughed, embarrassed.

Patrick put his hand on Theodore's shoulder and said to the girls, "Can I have a word with him alone?"

The girls replied, "Sure, we'll go."

They walked away, looking back every few steps. Patrick removed his hand from Theodore's shoulder, crossed his arms, and said, "Did you drive all the way here just to flirt?" Theodore, holding a half-smoked cigarette, raised an eyebrow. "Jealous I stole your spotlight?"

Patrick swung his hand, but Theodore dodged. Patrick laughed and said, "Why don't you act like this in front of Phoebe?"

Mentioning Phoebe, Theodore's smile faded. He took a deep drag from his cigarette and exhaled slowly.

"She and I..." Theodore laughed bitterly, threw the cigarette butt away, and crushed it with his shoes, looking melancholic. Patrick raised an eyebrow. "You two fighting?"

Theodore glanced at him.

Patrick shrugged. "Don't ask how I know. If you drove two hours to get here, it must be about Phoebe."

Patrick nudged Theodore's arm. "What was it this time?"

Theodore thought for a moment but realized the reason was trivial. But why did Phoebe's look and words ignite such a fire in him?

"She doesn't love me," Theodore said.

Patrick was stunned for a few seconds, then burst out laughing, pounding on the car hood.

"Is this something our confident Mr. Reynolds would say?" Patrick asked.

Seeing Patrick laugh so hard, Theodore angrily kicked at him. But Patrick, used to action scenes, jumped away before Theodore's foot could reach him. Theodore's face darkened. "Enough already. I came for advice, not to be laughed at."

"I've never even been in a relationship, and you want my advice? Are you sure I won't mess it up?" Patrick said, still laughing.

Theodore thought, 'Driving all this way to find Patrick was really unnecessary.'

"Goodbye!" Theodore opened the car door, but Patrick grabbed his arm. "Seriously? Just because I'm not useful, you leave? That's a douchebag move." Theodore looked down at Patrick's hand. Patrick quickly let go and said, "I've wondered what you saw in her that made you so determined."

Good question.

Theodore remained silent.

The most outrageous thing Theodore ever did was to forceon Phoebe. He thought that night would be the closest he'd ever get to happiness. Unexpectedly, luck was on his side. Phoebe got pregnant from that one night.

"Maybe I was crazy," Theodore said. If he hadn't been, he wouldn't have done it.

Patrick sneered. "I don't know if you're crazy, but if Edward heard you, he'd lose it. Did you know Edward turned down a perfect match on a blind date? He's waiting for Phoebe. If you don't cherish her, once you divorce, Edward will propose." "Are you trying to piss me off?" Theodore glared. He drove all this way, and Patrick was just twisting the knife.

Patrick looked serious. "I'm reminding you that Phoebe has an ex who loves her more than you do. If they hadn't fallen out, you might not have married her. Cherish her, Theodore!"

Theodore was speechless.

He had gone to great lengths to get Phoebe.

Theodore got into the car, started the engine, and after a moment, rolled down the window. "No one loves her more than I do."

With that, he rolled up the window and sped off. The black Bentley shot out like a leopard.

Patrick was left in a cloud of exhaust, couldn't laugh or cry. "If you love her, tell her. What's the point of showing off to me?"

Patrick understood why Theodore found it hard to speak. Theodore had his pride, and lowering his head was tough. Patrick didn't understand Phoebe. As Cindy would say, "Don't try to guess a woman's mind; you'll only end up lonely." If Theodore could just be honest, things wouldn't be this way.

What a pity.

There were many takes, as Hank had high standards. Claire adjusted several times before meeting Hank's requirements. As she came down from the wire, her assistant ran over with a down jacket. "Claire, John is here, waiting for you at the hotel." Claire was surprised. "When did he arrive?"

"Not long ago. He seems to have a lot on his mind. Could it be about Ms. Ziegler?" Claire raised her hand to stop the assistant. With so many people around, Claire said, "Let's go back to the hotel first."

John replied, "Okay."

Claire took the shuttle back to the hotel, where John was waiting. After some small talk, Claire nervously asked, "John, does Phoebe have any instructions?" John took a termination contract and a pen from his briefcase. "Ms. Brown, Ms. Ziegler sent me to ask you to sign this termination contract." Claire's ears buzzed, and her mind went blank.

After a long while, she looked up at John, her voice trembling, "Why? Did I do something wrong? Is that why Phoebe doesn't want me anymore?"