Forbidden Passion
Chapter 434 Isn't He Still Alive?

The nurse brought in the porridge quickly. Theodore opened the lid, and the aroma filled the room. He served a bowl and walked over to Phoebe, who was standing by the window. "Give it a try," Theodore suggested.

He made the porridge at Emerald Oasis Eatery but didn't tell Phoebe. She probably wouldn't appreciate it and might even throw it back at him. Phoebe was starving, especially after all the physical stuff she did earlier.

"Take it away. I don't want it!" she snapped.

Ignoring her, Theodore stirred the porridge, cooled it down, and handed it to her. "Do you want me to feed you, or will you eat it yourself?" he asked. Phoebe clenched her fists.

"Why are you pretending to be a good husband? Save it for Vanessa," she mocked.

Theodore's fingers stiffened, but he kept his cool. "The porridge has supplements; it's good for you," he said.

Phoebe snatched the bowl from him. "I'll eat it myself. Can you leave now?" she shouted.

Theodore pressed his lips together, looked at her sadly, and said, "Alright, take your time. I'll be right outside. Call me when you're done." He turned and left the room.

The door wasn't fully closed, and Phoebe saw Theodore leaning against the wall, looking hurt. She hardened her heart and looked away. Downstairs, Vanessa woke up slowly. As soon as she opened her eyes, she screamed, "Phoebe, don't let go! I don't want to die!"

Doctors and nurses rushed to her bed, looking astonished.

Vanessa sat up, her beautiful face twisted with fear, making her look terrifying.

Ruby came over, holding her trembling shoulders. "Vanessa, it's okay. Don't be afraid. We're fine now," she comforted.

The fear in Vanessa's eyes slowly faded. She realized she was in a hospital room and took a deep breath, as if escaping a nightmare.

Seeing Vanessa calm down, Ruby told the doctors and nurses, "Vanessa needs to rest now. I'll call you if anything comes up."

The doctors gave a few instructions and left with the nurses.

The room fell silent again. Vanessa suddenly growled, "Ruby, did you see that? She tried to kill me!"

Vanessa was agitated, her hands trembling.

Phoebe had let go earlier, but why was she still alive?

Vanessa grabbed Ruby's arm. If it weren't for the thick winter clothes, her nails would have dug into Ruby's flesh. "I remember Phoebe letting go. Who saved me?"

Vanessa was filled with fear. It was the closest she had ever come to death, enough to give her nightmares for a lifetime.

Ruby licked her lips. "It was Mr. Reynolds. He arrived just in time. You were inches away from falling out of the window."

Both Ruby and Vanessa were still scared.

Vanessa laughed and cried. "I knew it. He wouldn't let me die. That bitch Phoebe, did you record it? I want to sue her for attempted murder!"

Before Ruby could answer, the door to the room opened, and they looked up.

A tall figure walked in slowly. Theodore's face was lit up by the incandescent light, his cold expression clear.

"Vanessa, who are you planning to sue for attempted murder?" he asked indifferently.

Vanessa shivered when she saw Theodore. She looked away and mumbled, "Theodore, she almost killed me. Do you want me to just take it?" Theodore stood by the bed, looking down at her. "Vanessa, you didn't go to Phoebe's room today," he said.

Vanessa's blood froze. She stared at Theodore, terrified by how unfamiliar he seemed.

"I was clearly..." she started.

"You had a dream. Nothing happened," Theodore interrupted gently but firmly.

Vanessa looked at him in shock. He was covering for Phoebe.

"She almost killed me, and you're covering for her! Theodore, do you know I was this close to dying?" she cried.

"Aren't you still alive?" Theodore replied lightly.

Vanessa's eyes widened. She felt a lump in her throat and couldn't speak.

Theodore had changed. He no longer unconditionally supported her.

"Phoebe's emotions have been unstable lately. Don't go up and disturb her, or you'll bear the consequences," he said calmly. With that, Theodore turned and left.

Vanessa stared at the door until it closed, cutting off her view. Her tears fell uncontrollably.

She suddenly started screaming.

Ruby hadn't expected Theodore to come and warn Vanessa. She felt that Vanessa had lost Theodore as her support.

"Vanessa, don't be sad. Mr. Reynolds has been under a lot of pressure lately. We need to understand him," Ruby comforted. Vanessa's face twisted. "Did you see how he looked just now? He actually defended Phoebe!" she exclaimed.

'Phoebe had almost killed me, yet Theodore said nothing had happened. How could he treat me like this?'

Ruby gently patted Vanessa's back. "I understand how you feel angry, sad, unwilling. But we have to endure for now," she advised. "Endure?" Vanessa bit her lip hard.

"Yes, otherwise, we'll really push Mr. Reynolds to Phoebe's side. No matter what, you and Mr. Reynolds have known each other for over ten years. He won't abandon you. Let's focus on recovering. Once you're out of the hospital, Queen Entertainment will be yours. Won't you have plenty of chances to deal with Phoebe then?" Ruby said.

Vanessa swallowed her resentment, her eyes filled with deep hatred. "Fine. I won't provoke Phoebe for now," she agreed.

Ruby temporarily calmed Vanessa down. She sighed in relief. After Vanessa fell asleep, she took out her phone to message Donovan.

Ruby: [Vanessa is in a bad mood today, and I can't leave. I won't be able to see you tonight. Donovan, please don't be mad at me. I love you!]

After sending the message, Ruby put her phone back in her bag and stared at Vanessa's sleeping face.

Phoebe had really scared her today with that crazed, bloodthirsty look. If Theodore hadn't arrived, Phoebe would have pushed Vanessa out of the window.

Ruby wondered, 'Could jealousy really drive someone to lose their mind?'

Phoebe woke up, feeling a weight on her waist. She reached down and felt a strong arm. Without thinking, she flung it away.

At the same time, she threw off the covers and jumped out of bed, glaring at the still groggy Theodore.

"What are you doing in my bed?" she demanded coldly.