Forbidden Passion
Chapter 52 What A Beast

As soon as Jack heard his tone, he knew his mood wasn't good. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, silently praying for Phoebe in his heart, hoping she wouldn't defy Theodore too much. Phoebe heard Theodore asking Jack to get out of the car, and she started to feel nervous. She quickly pushed open the car door, wanting to get out as well.

However, before her hand could touch the car door, Theodore pulled her back with a strong grip. Her vision blurred, spinning around, by the time she reacted, she found herself pinned down by him on the spacious backseat. Phoebe struggled desperately, "Theodore, what are you doing? I don't want this!"

"You have no reason to refuse!" Theodore caught her hand and pressed it against the headrest. He leaned down to kiss her neck.

Tears streamed down Phoebe's face as her whole body trembled unnaturally. Indescribable pain and despair dragged her remaining sanity into darkness.

She shouted hoarsely, "If you don't love me, then don't touch me."

Theodore paused his actions and sneered, "Is this the new way Edward taught you to reject me? Phoebe, you are truly naive."

Phoebe's tears flowed even more fiercely, "No!"

"In the adult world, who cares about love? It's all pretentious!" Theodore looked disdainful. He didn't want love, he only wanted her by his side.

Hearing his contemptuous words, Phoebe's heart shattered like glass shards. Why did she fall for such a man? He claimed that talking about love was melodramatic, yet he had once been so crazily in love with Vanessa. Perhaps, he mocked her love, which was why he could ruthlessly hurt her, forcefully take her against her will. She closed her eyes, tears streaming freely.

"Theodore, you've ruined my whole life."

In the distance, Jack stood in the corridor smoking, watching from afar.

Phoebe slept until mid-afternoon and when she opened her eyes, she stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling. The crazy and desperate memories of last night returned to her mind.

Her eyes hurt, whether from crying too much or for some other reason, and her chest felt heavy. She tried to sit up, making several attempts before falling back onto the bed.

Silence filled the room. The bed beside her was clean and tidy, as if no one had ever slept in it. She blinked, feeling the urge to cry again but held it back. In the adult world, no matter how desperate and broken one is during the night, they must wake up the next day and gather the strength to live on. Otherwise, what else can they do?

Phoebe lay on the bed for a while before, finally, struggling to get up. As her feet touched the floor, her legs went weak, and she quickly grabbed onto the bed frame to avoid falling. She stood for a while before slowly entering the bathroom. After washing up, Phoebe emerged from the bathroom.

They didn't often stay in this place, and only a few clothes hung in the closet. She chose a white shirt and navy blue trousers to change into. As she dressed, she felt the sore areas and took a gentle breath. Theodore is truly a beast! He enjoys tearing clothes too much, as he has already torn over a dozen of her shirts.

Once dressed, Phoebe went downstairs. The villa was empty. Her phone and purse were left on the couch, and she glanced at them, only to have some unpleasant images flood her mind.

Phoebe bit her lip, the color drained from her lips. Theodore's actions clearly warned her about the consequences if she dared to meet Edward again. It must be said, she was truly scared now. Suddenly, her phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw a message.

The call was from Cindy, and Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief as she answered, "Cindy."

"Phoebe, I've been calling you so many times, but you never answered. Are you alright?" Cindy's voice came through.

Phoebe picked up her bag and grabbed the car keys from the coffee table, turning to leave. The spacious villa was empty, just like her heart.

"I'm fine, what's wrong?" Phoebe asked.

"I went to the banquet hall last night to look for you. I heard that you had a fight with Ruby and injured her. I couldn't believe it, so I called you immediately, but you never picked up, and then your phone was turned off," Cindy explained. Phoebe remained silent. A subtle embarrassment appeared on her face. There was indeed a call in the car last night, but Theodore found it annoying and turned off her phone.

"She caused trouble for me yesterday, and we had an argument. Although I didn't injure her, I was involved," Phoebe said.

"That's her own fault. I don't understand why she's always targeting you," Cindy remarked.

"She's Vanessa's best friend, and maybe she's just defending Vanessa because I married Theodore," Phoebe explained, with no effort to hide Ruby's animosity towards her. "But that's not what you want," Cindy paused for a moment, her voice lowered, "Phoebe, don't be sad, he's just a jerk." Phoebe pursed her lips slightly, feeling a pang in her heart at the thought of Theodore.

"Let's not talk about him."

Cindy originally had something else to say but hearing the desolation in Phoebe's words, she held back, "Alright, let's go out for barbecue tonight and have some fun." Phoebe slowly descended the steps, thinking about her physical condition, and said, "Maybe another time. Let me get through this busy period first, and we'll arrange it later." "Sure."

After hanging up the phone, Phoebe saw Jack standing by the car. As she approached, he quickly took the bag from her and opened the backseat door. "Mrs. Reynolds, where are you going? Mr. Reynolds asked me to stay and drive you," Jack said.

Phoebe stood outside the car, looking at the tidy and clean backseat. She didn't know whether Theodore deliberately humiliated her by leaving her this car. "Mrs. Reynolds?" Jack called her softly when he noticed she hadn't moved.

Phoebe snapped out of her thoughts, awkwardly glanced at Jack, and sat in the backseat, looking out of the window with a pained expression.

When Phoebe arrived at the office, John hurriedly approached her. "Phoebe, Miss Fitzroy is in your office. She's been waiting for you all afternoon." Phoebe furrowed her eyebrows slightly. "What is she here for?"

"She said her personal matters are settled and she wants to work," John explained.

Phoebe nodded. "Alright, go make a copy of those endorsement contracts and bring them over. I'll go talk to her."