Forbidden Passion
Chapter 629 Encountering with Theodore

Phoebe hung out in the dining room for a bit, then got up and took the dishes back to the kitchen. Just one plate and one pot, so she washed 'em up real quick. Her phone buzzed twice in her pocket. Phoebe dried her hands, pulled out her phone, and checked it. New email. She clicked on the file in it.

Seeing the bold title at the top, Phoebe smirked.

Mary was a real hustler, still grinding at this hour. No wonder Extraordinary Entertainments brought her back with a fat paycheck.

Phoebe leaned against the table to read the doc. The variety show must've been in the works for a while, and the projects were pretty fresh and unique.

If some big-name stars or top influencers joined, this show would be a banger.

After reading the doc, it was almost midnight. She figured Mary might be waiting for her feedback. Phoebe sent a voice message.

"Just finished reading the program plan. There are a few issues that need fixing." Phoebe pointed out the flaws straight up.

As soon as Phoebe finished, Mary replied, "Ms. Ziegler, you're still up? If you're not tired, let's chat."

Phoebe could hear the excitement in Mary's voice, so she called her. They started hashing out the details.

After chatting till 2 a.m., Evelyn, who had woken up to use the bathroom, saw the kitchen light still on and went to turn it off just as Phoebe ended the call.

Phoebe looked up and saw Evelyn coming in. "Did I wake you?"

"No, just needed the bathroom. Why are you still up? Don't stay up too late; it's bad for you," Evelyn said with a yawn.

Phoebe stood up and walked to the door, turning off the light and putting her arm around Evelyn's shoulder. "I got it, don't worry."

"Did Edward leave?" Evelyn asked.

"Yeah, he left not long after I got back," Phoebe replied.

Evelyn looked at Phoebe, and under the light, there seemed to be a hint of worry in her eyes. "Phoebe, Edward's been waiting for you for years. If you're not into him, you should tell him straight. Don't string him along." "I've made it clear," Phoebe sighed. "Don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing."

"You really are something. Not even knowing who the father of your kids is, yet you had them. Who's gonna marry you with three kids?" Evelyn said, getting heated.

When Phoebe suddenly said she was being sent to Caneda, Evelyn didn't suspect a thing and got played over and over.

By the time Evelyn realized and went to Caneda to find Phoebe, the kids were almost six months old. Evelyn still remembers her shock when she saw the triplets. The shock was unreal, and Evelyn's heart sank. She had only one thought it was over!

Over the past year, Evelyn tried all sorts of ways to get Phoebe to spill about the kids' dad. Phoebe only said it was some male escort she hooked up with while drunk. Beyond that, Phoebe wouldn't say a word.

Evelyn had suspected the kids might be Theodore's, but Phoebe assured her that she had her period just days before their divorce, so the kids couldn't be Theodore's. Evelyn thought that made sense.

If Phoebe had really given birth to the Reynolds family's kids, she would've dumped them at the Reynolds family's doorstep long ago, rather than raising them herself. "Mom, you can say this stuff to me, but don't say it in front of Hubert, Boris, and Noomi. They might be young, but they get it," Phoebe said, feeling a bit helpless.

Thinking about the kids, who could be a handful but were sweet when they wanted to be, Evelyn sighed deeply. "I often wonder, you were with Theodore for four years and nothing happened, but with that guy, just one night, and you had Hubert, Boris, and Noomi. What would Theodore think if he knew? Would he be pissed?"

Phoebe was at a loss for words.

She nudged Evelyn towards the bedroom door and said, "Why are you even thinking about this? Am I supposed to be grateful for your approval of my single motherhood?"

"Your divorce didn't make me proud either," Evelyn said, feeling like if she kept going, they'd end up arguing again. "This weekend, clear your schedule. Hubert, Boris, and Noomi still need to get their documents sorted out since coming back. You'll come with me."

"Alright, I got it. Now go to sleep."

Phoebe finally got Evelyn to head to bed. She went back to her room, climbed into bed under the dim night light, and lay down next to Noomi.

Not long after, Noomi turned over and rested her head against Phoebe's ribcage, falling into a deep sleep.

Phoebe propped herself up and tucked the blanket around Hubert, Boris, and Noomi. She lay back down and drifted off to the sound of their steady breathing.

The next few days were a whirlwind for Phoebe. Tons of stuff to handle at the company and lots of brand partners to meet. She left early and came home late every day, finally wrapping everything up by Friday afternoon.

Phoebe cleared her weekend to take her children to get their documents sorted.

As she was leaving work, she got a call from Hubert. "Mom, I want to eat durian. Can you buy it for me?"

Even over the phone, Phoebe could picture Hubert's cute, pleading face. She said, "Have you been good these past two days? No bullying Boris and Noomi?"

"No, I've been really good. Grandma even gave me a gold star. Can I trade it for durian?" Hubert asked.

Phoebe smiled. As she walked out with her bag, she said, "Alright, ask Boris and Noomi what they want to eat, and I'll get it all."

After noting what they wanted, Phoebe hung up the phone.

There was a big supermarket near the company that had everything the kids wanted. Phoebe went to the supermarket, bought everything, and walked out with bags full of groceries. The weather, which had been clear and sunny, suddenly turned windy, with dark clouds rolling in, lightning, and thunder. A heavy rain was coming.

Amidst the hurried pace of pedestrians, Phoebe briskly made her way to the roadside, waiting for a taxi that never showed up, so she called the driver.

A black Maybach approached from a distance. Jack, sitting in the driver's seat, saw Phoebe standing by the roadside and exclaimed, "Isn't that Ms. Ziegler?"

Theodore, in the back seat, immediately looked up and spotted Phoebe standing by the roadside. He blurted out, "Stop the car!"

Jack quickly turned on the signal and slowly pulled over, stopping right in front of Phoebe.

Phoebe was still on the phone with the driver when she saw the rear window of the black Maybach slowly roll down, revealing Theodore's cold and noble profile.