Forbidden Passion
Chapter 701 Bishop Secretly Returns to the Country

"Theodore, what's going on in that head of yours? There are so many women out there better than Phoebe. Why are you stuck on her?" Sarah just couldn't wrap her mind around it.

When Theodore and Phoebe were together, he didn't seem to care much. But now that they were apart, he was acting like he couldn't live without her.

Theodore just pressed his lips together and stayed quiet.

Seeing him like this made Sarah furious. She closed her eyes and said firmly, "Theodore, Phoebe can't have kids. I can't let you marry her again."

Theodore suddenly looked at Sarah. Her eyes, cloudy with age, stared back at him, stubborn and unyielding.

His lips moved, but he decided not to say anything that might upset her right now.

"Grandma, you should get some rest."

Sarah stared at him intently and said in a determined tone, "Theodore, promise me you won't go near Phoebe again. She's a good girl. When she married into our family, we treated her well. Don't make us resent her." Her words cut deep into Theodore's heart.

His hand, hanging by his side, clenched into a fist, his knuckles cracking as he said, "Grandma, you should get some rest. I'm going out for a smoke."

With that, Theodore stood up and walked out.

Sarah struggled to lift her upper body, watching Theodore's lonely and desolate back. She said, "She can't have children, and that's something I can't accept."

Theodore's hand paused on the doorknob, then he pressed down, and the door opened. He walked out, called a nurse, and asked someone to watch over Sarah.

In the hospital's smoking area, Theodore leaned against the glass wall, one leg bent. He flicked the ash from his cigarette, the tip glowing red. He took a drag and exhaled heavily.

Back then, Phoebe had revealed her infertility to Taylor to get a divorce.

Initially, Taylor had tried to persuade them not to divorce. But after Phoebe's revelation, Taylor's attitude changed drastically, leaving them to their own devices. Theodore swallowed, feeling like he was standing on a cliff, utterly alone.

When Lawton arrived, he saw Theodore's solitary figure. Since Phoebe left, he hadn't seen Theodore genuinely smile.

Theodore had been depressed for two years. Finally, when Phoebe returned, she was indifferent to Theodore, making reconciliation almost impossible.

Lawton couldn't help but sigh. He knocked on the glass door, and Theodore turned to look at him. Through the glass, he said, "Mr. Reynolds, we've found Bishop." Theodore's pupils contracted.

The rift between him and Phoebe was all because of Bishop. If there was anyone Theodore hated most in his life, it was Bishop.

"Where is he?"

Lawton cautiously observed Theodore's expression, his tone strained. "In Kedora, on an evening flight."

Before Lawton could finish, he saw the glass wall crack like a spider web, his expression almost splitting in shock.

"He dares to come back to Kedora?"

Theodore's expression was cold and bloodthirsty, with a hint of barely noticeable madness, making Lawton's heart race. Theodore continued, "No wonder we couldn't find him for two years. He really knows how to hide." Bishop had left Kedora by smuggling himself out. After leaving the country, he vanished without a trace. Theodore had people searching for over two years but found nothing.

Now Bishop dared to return!

Lawton, looking a bit nervous, asked, "Mr. Reynolds, what do we do now?"

"Where's he staying?"

Lawton, feeling embarrassed, couldn't meet Theodore's eyes. He looked down and said, "We lost him. We don't know where he's staying." "You idiot!" Theodore snapped, his chest heaving with anger. "Get people on it right now. Find him and bring him to me."

"But..." Lawton started to remind Theodore about the law, but Theodore cut him off sharply, "Go now!"

"Yes, sir!" Lawton shrank back and hurried out.

Given Theodore's foul mood, it was best not to push his buttons.

After Lawton left, Theodore punched the glass wall again. The wall, unable to take the force, shattered into pieces.

A nurse, hearing the noise, rushed over to see Theodore walking away with a grim face, his hand a bloody mess, looking very intimidating.

She gathered her courage to ask for compensation, but Theodore just threw a business card at her and strode off.

Late at night, everything was quiet.

Phoebe lay in bed, cold sweat rolling down her forehead. She seemed trapped in a nightmare, shaking her head uneasily, muttering to herself. Suddenly, Phoebe jerked as if she had stepped into a void, her legs straightening violently. She opened her eyes wide, gasping at the ceiling. Cold sweat mixed with tears rolled down, and Phoebe clutched the bedsheet tightly.

Her chest heaved violently. After a long while, she glanced at her kids beside her, exhaling heavily as if she had finally returned from hell to the human world.

Phoebe propped herself up on the mattress. Her nightgown, soaked with sweat, clung to her body, cold and damp. She put on her slippers and headed to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom. Phoebe stood under the shower, the warm water washing away the lingering fear from her dream.

It had been a long time since Phoebe had a nightmare. It felt like she had stepped back into her memories.

The sound of a whip cutting through the air, her muffled screams, and the fear of life slipping away bit by bit were unbearable.

Phoebe covered her face with her hands, letting out a desperate wail from her throat. Then she heard someone knocking on the bathroom door. Phoebe paused for a while.

She thought she had misheard. She turned off the water and heard Hubert, Boris, and Noomi crying outside, perhaps also awakened by nightmares. Phoebe hurriedly put on a bathrobe, her hair disheveled, and rushed to open the door.

The children in their pajamas, stood at the bathroom door. Seeing Phoebe, they rushed over and hugged her legs, nearly making her fall.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Phoebe bent down to comfort them, but with only two hands, she couldn't console them all at once, appearing flustered.

Noomi cried, "Mommy disappeared. I was scared."

Phoebe's heart ached. She picked up Noomi and said with a beaming smile, "Don't cry, baby. Hubert and Boris, don't cry either. It's okay."

Saying this, Phoebe struggled to move her legs, dragging the two clinging to her legs, trying to get back to bed to comfort them properly.

Their cries were so loud that they soon woke Evelyn next door. Evelyn quickly threw on some clothes and rushed over. Pushing the door open, she saw the four of them crying together. Evelyn's heart ached deeply.