Forbidden Passion
Chapter 479 Love Is Hard to Express

Nathaniel had a couple of dress designs in his hand. He brought them over for Phoebe to check out, but she was just mindlessly flipping through them.

Her mind was totally on Theodore, who was nearby picking out fabrics. He stood there under this warm yellow light, making his chiseled, handsome face look even more striking. He was deep in conversation with the manager. Theodore had this unique charm that just drew people in. No matter where he was, eyes would naturally gravitate towards him, and Phoebe was no exception.

She couldn't even pinpoint when she started falling for Theodore.

Was it that night when she was drunk, and he whispered "baby" in her ear? Or was it later, during her pregnancy, when she woke up in pain from leg cramps, and Theodore was always there to massage her legs?

For four years, her feelings for Theodore had been a tangled mess. It was only now that she realized she loved him. But this love was buried deep inside her, hard to express.

Theodore found a fabric he liked and turned around, catching Phoebe's gaze. Seeing her quickly look away, he chuckled to himself.

The saying that a good sex life impacted a relationship was spot on. Phoebe lowered her head, looking at the designs in front of her. The dress styles were all pretty similar, and she really couldn't decide. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Theodore walking towards her with those smooth, confident steps, like a wild leopard.

Theodore's eyes were locked on Phoebe. "Seen any style you like?" he asked gently.

Phoebe glanced up at Theodore, seeing him sit down beside her. They were super close, his hand resting on the back of the sofa behind her, almost half-hugging her.

"There are too many styles; I can't choose," Phoebe said.

"Let me see." Theodore reached out with his other hand to flip through the designs. His face was almost touching her neck, his breath lightly brushing against her skin, making her feel all tingly and numb.

Phoebe instinctively tilted her head. She felt like she was about to lose control of her body.

Theodore raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Phoebe almost choked on her own saliva. She quickly said, "Nothing, I think this style is pretty good."

Theodore retorted, "It's not very festive."

Phoebe cleared her throat. "A black dress is a timeless classic."

Theodore's hand on the sofa moved to Phoebe's waist, and her body suddenly tensed under his touch. He said, "You are the hostess of the party."

"If you like this style, we can change it to another color," Nathaniel, who envied Theodore and Phoebe's love bond, couldn't help but speak up.

Some couples were so distinct from each other that you wouldn't know they were married unless they told you. But some couples only needed a glance to show their deep affection.

Theodore's fingers lightly tapped Phoebe's waist, making her flinch. He then firmly grasped her.

She shivered and quickly raised her hand to pull Theodore's hand away. The next second, he caught her fingers along with his own.

Phoebe said, "Someone's watching."

Nathaniel quickly spoke up, "You can pretend I'm not here."

Phoebe's cheeks turned bright red as Nathaniel said, "We can also make the dress a couple's style. You can see what fits, and if the design needs to be changed, we can discuss it." Theodore flipped through a few more pages. He knew it was too late to redraw the designs now. Custom-made dresses were already slow, and there were only a few days left until Christmas Day. Theodore asked, "Phoebe, is there a style you particularly like?"

"The modified version of the black dress we just saw. I think it suits me. Can we use pink fabric?" Phoebe asked.

"Of course, we have the same fabric in pink. I'll bring it over for you to choose," the manager said, hurrying off to find the samples.

The fabric samples had a bunch of shades of pink, which was a bit much for someone who couldn't make up their mind.

In the end, Theodore made the call on a pink fabric. Nathaniel brought it over to try on Phoebe. It was a soft pink that made her look even more stunning.

Nathaniel praised, "Mr. Reynolds has a good eye. This fabric suits Mrs. Reynolds perfectly. It has a strong sheen. I'll make a pocket square to match the suit, simple yet thoughtful."

Phoebe also thought the design was good. After all, using this pink fabric extensively on men's clothing would be a bit too much.

After leaving the tailor shop, they headed straight to the company. The vibe in the car was chill. When they got to the company entrance, they ran into Vanessa getting out of a nanny van. Vanessa was no longer in a wheelchair but was using two crutches, getting out of the car with Ruby's help.

The four of them exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts.

Phoebe instinctively looked at Theodore, and at that moment, Vanessa seemed to lose her balance and wobbled.

Without thinking, Theodore reached out to steady Vanessa's shoulder. "Vanessa, you okay?"

Vanessa brushed the hair from her face and smiled at Theodore. "I'm fine, just not used to the new crutches."

Theodore looked Vanessa up and down. One of her legs was still in a cast. The doctor had said that even after the cast was removed, Vanessa might not be able to walk like a normal person. Feeling a sense of pity, his tone softened. "Let me help you inside."

Vanessa's smile grew gentler. "Thank you."

She then gave Phoebe a smug smile, as if to say, "See, no matter when, as long as I'm around, Theodore will never see you."

Phoebe clenched her fists. She stepped forward, took the crutches from Vanessa, and handed them to Ruby.

She supported Vanessa's other arm and said, "Assisting individuals with disabilities is a collective responsibility. Good deeds shouldn't be left to Mr. Reynolds alone, right?" Theodore glanced at Phoebe, holding back a laugh.

He thought, 'Phoebe has finally made some progress. She won't just stand by and watch me get close to Vanessa anymore. Knowing how to fight for herself is a good thing.' Vanessa was seething with anger. She wanted to shake off Phoebe's hand but had to hold back because Theodore was there.

Phoebe and Theodore supported Vanessa on either side as they entered the company. The scene was so striking that the receptionist didn't dare to look too much.

She thought, 'Theodore truly lives up to being the boss. How does he balance the relationship between Vanessa and Phoebe so well, making them get along so harmoniously?'

Ruby followed behind them with the crutches. She looked left and right. With Phoebe and Theodore's support, Vanessa really looked like someone in need of help, losing all her regal aura as the piano queen. The three of them took the elevator upstairs. When they appeared at Queen Entertainment, the employees in the open office area had quite the reaction.

As they walked through the office area and into Vanessa's office, they finally dared to whisper and discuss.

"Oh my God, I thought I saw it wrong just now."

"What is going on?"

"A threesome?"

Not long after, Phoebe and Theodore came out of the office together. It wasn't until they got into the elevator that a heavy thud was heard from Vanessa's office.