Forbidden Passion
Chapter 706 I Would Rather Die Than Let You Die

Phoebe held a bouquet of flowers in her arms, making her features appear even more elegant and refined. She gently stroked the flower stems with her fingers. "You didn't kill him, right?" she asked.

Even though Phoebe hated the shadow Bishop had cast over her years ago, she didn't want Theodore to kill Bishop. If that happened, Theodore would have to face criminal charges. Theodore gave her a deep look and said, "Are you worried about me or him?"

Theodore's question had a hint of jealousy.

Phoebe met Theodore's gaze without flinching and said slowly, "Mr. Reynolds, please watch the road. I don't want to die young."

Theodore smirked and shifted his gaze back to the road ahead. There weren't many cars on this stretch, with only the occasional vehicle speeding by.

Theodore said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die even if I do."

Phoebe frowned and said displeased, "Don't casually talk about death."

Theodore chuckled, saying, "Don't worry, I still want to grow old with you. I won't die that easily."

Phoebe was speechless. She turned to look out the car window and refused to speak another word to him before they reached the cemetery. Along the way, Theodore tried several times to get Phoebe to talk, but he failed. Gradually, the car fell into silence.

The car stopped in front of the cemetery, and Phoebe got out, slamming the door loudly.

Theodore sat in the car, watching Phoebe storm around the car and head into the cemetery. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, got out, locked the car, and followed her.

The cemetery was very quiet, with rows of tombstones stretching upward. Even though the sunlight pierced through the clouds, it couldn't dispel the somber atmosphere.

Phoebe climbed the steps, feeling inexplicably sad.

Theodore walked beside her with one hand in his pocket. His expression had turned more serious than before, and his gaze swept over the rows of tombstones before landing on Phoebe's profile.

They soon reached halfway up the hill, near Donovan's tombstone. Phoebe saw a woman squatting there, her back somewhat familiar.

Hearing footsteps, Ruby looked over. Her eyes fell on Phoebe's face, and she instantly looked like a startled rabbit. She grabbed the canvas bag at her feet and stood up to run.

"Stop!" Phoebe shouted, chasing after her.

Ruby ran even faster upon hearing Phoebe. As Phoebe passed Donovan's tombstone, she bent down to place the flowers and then quickly continued the chase.

After a long time chasing, Ruby had already left Phoebe far behind. Phoebe didn't want to chase anymore and shouted, "Ruby, if you run away now, can you escape the guilt in your conscience?" Ruby's steps faltered, and her back stiffened like a wooden stake.

Phoebe stared intently at her figure. Ruby had changed a lot. She used to be an arrogant young lady who did whatever she wanted, exuding a sense of superiority.

Now, Ruby wore ordinary clothes and looked thin and frail, like the most common woman in the world. The arrogance and haughtiness were gone.

"I heard the Adams Family kicked you out. Where are you living now?" Phoebe asked softly, afraid of scaring Ruby away.

Phoebe had learned about Ruby being kicked out of the Adams Family from Cindy, who had told her as a joke. Apparently, it had caused quite a stir at the time. The Adams Family felt Ruby had disgraced them and publicly announced her expulsion.

Ruby's hand slowly clenched into a fist at her side. She said bitterly, "Phoebe. I've already paid for what I did. You don't need to come here to mock me."

Phoebe rolled her eyes. Some people never changed, no matter how they looked on the outside. "I'm not interested in mocking you. I just want to know, where is Donovan's child?"

Ruby suddenly turned around, glaring at her with a mix of vigilance and ferocity. "Phoebe, are you going to take my child away like the Adams Family did?"

Seeing Ruby's guarded expression, Phoebe thought to herself that she already had three kids to take care of. Did she really need to take Ruby's child?

But that wasn't the point.

"Did you really give birth to the child?" Phoebe had only been testing her.

When Ruby had told Phoebe she was pregnant with Donovan's child, Phoebe hadn't believed her. Even if she did, she didn't think Ruby would go through with the pregnancy.

Unmarried pregnancy required a lot of courage, something Phoebe knew from experience. But seeing Ruby's instinctive protective reaction, Phoebe was certain Ruby had indeed given birth to the child. No wonder Ruby had been kicked out of the Adams Family.

The Adams Family was a prominent and influential family in Kedora. Ruby's unmarried pregnancy would have caused a lot of gossip.

Given the Adams Family's conservative nature, they would never tolerate Ruby's actions and would have tried everything to make her abort the child.

Ruby must have gone through a lot to give birth to the child; otherwise, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Ruby realized Phoebe had tricked her and blushed. "I won't hand Ethan Ziegler over to you, Phoebe. If you try to take him, I'll fight you to the death." Phoebe said helplessly, "No wonder we always clashed before. We just don't think the same way."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Ruby's expression, Phoebe waved her hand and said, "Never mind. You probably just got here. If you don't mind, let's talk after I pay my respects to Donovan."

"I have nothing to talk about with you," Ruby said.

Phoebe bit her lip and turned to walk up the steps. "Suit yourself. If I really want to find you and Ethan, it will just take a bit more effort."

Ruby glared at Phoebe's back and said, "I know you started Superstar Entertainment, but that doesn't mean you can control everything."

Phoebe didn't want to say more. She returned to the tombstone, where Theodore was waiting for her. The flowers she had just thrown down were now neatly placed in front of the tombstone.

The cemetery was filled with the shadows of tombstones, and the damp smell of earth rose from the ground. The resting dead watched the living who came and went.

Phoebe stood quietly in front of the tombstone. The handsome Donovan on the tombstone looked at her with gentle eyes, never fading.

Phoebe stared at Donovan's photo for a while. The tombstone was clean and well-maintained, indicating someone often came to take care of it. A handkerchief had fallen beside the tombstone, likely left behind by Ruby in her haste to escape. Phoebe knelt in front of the tombstone, her fingers gently tracing the engraved name, feeling a deep, subtle pain in her heart. "Donovan, Mom and I are back."

She had left Kedora while pregnant, and in the blink of an eye, nearly three years had passed. She missed Donovan very much.

The photo of Donovan continued to smile gently, as if saying, "Phoebe, now that you're back, take good care of Ruby and Ethan for me."