Forbidden Passion
Chapter 711 This Life Until Death Do Us Part

Sarah patted the side of the hospital bed, and Phoebe immediately sat down next to her obediently, chatting with Sarah.

Sarah asked Phoebe how she was doing abroad, and Phoebe only mentioned the good things, not bringing up the hardships of starting a business or her illness. Sarah said with a soft smile, "I heard you started your own entertainment company?"

Phoebe nodded, saying, "Yes, Grandma. The company isn't very big yet, it's still developing. When you get better, I'll take you to see some handsome guys in my company."

Sarah said with a faint smile, "At my age, going to see handsome guys, people would laugh at me."

"Come on, it's nothing," Phoebe said, holding Sarah's hand. Sarah had never suffered much in her life, and even though she had age spots on the back of her hands, there were no other marks. "Phoebe!" Sarah said.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Sarah's expression was no longer as relaxed as before. She asked, "Did you meet someone you like abroad?"

Phoebe's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she honestly said, "I tried to start over."

"I heard that guy from the Vanderbilt family often goes to Caneda. You two used to be a couple. In the past two years, didn't you develop any feelings?" Sarah probed.

Phoebe understood what Sarah meant. She said, "Grandma, you might not believe it, but I really don't like looking back."

To ease Sarah's mind, Phoebe tried to act nonchalant, "There are handsome guys everywhere. People who could break up or divorce in the past were naturally not suitable for each other. There's no reason to continue." These words were harsh, but Sarah was very satisfied and even pretended to ask, "Won't you fall in love with Theodore again?"

Phoebe looked up at Sarah, saying in a firm tone, "Grandma, if Theodore and I had even a slight chance of being together, I wouldn't have insisted on divorcing him back then."

When Phoebe came out of the hospital room, several people outside stared at her, as if trying to read something from her face.

However, after two years of honing her skills in the business world, Phoebe had long mastered the art of keeping a straight face. She nodded slightly at Taylor.

"Aunt Taylor, Grandma is asleep now, so I'll be leaving."

Taylor could sense that if Phoebe was distant, from that moment on, Phoebe truly intended to distance herself from them.

"Phoebe," Taylor called out to her, "What did Sarah say to you?"

Phoebe looked directly at Taylor, her gaze unwavering, "Grandma's worries won't come true. Please tell her to rest assured and focus on her recovery. Even if I'm not part of the Reynolds Family, I still hope she lives a long and healthy life." After saying that, Phoebe turned and walked towards the elevator.

Theodore, who had been leaning against the wall, straightened up slowly upon hearing this. His eyes turned bloodshot in an instant. Watching Phoebe's departing figure, he strode after her.

"Theodore!" Sandra called out anxiously, wanting to chase after him, but Taylor stopped her.

"Sandra, let them talk."

Sandra bit her lower lip and returned to Taylor's side.

Taylor sighed and, seeing Sandra's anxious expression, saying, "Sandra, don't worry. What's meant to be yours will be yours. No one can take it away. If it's not yours, no matter how hard you try, you won't get it."

Sandra was speechless.

Phoebe walked briskly into the elevator. Just as she reached out to press the close button, an arm extended in, and the elevator doors bounced open. Phoebe looked up at Theodore standing outside the door, her lips pressed into a thin line. The next second, Theodore strode in, pressed the close button, and the elevator began to ascend.

Phoebe frowned and said, "Mr. Reynolds, I'm going downstairs. What're you doing?"

Theodore said nothing, his whole body tense, exuding a menacing aura that made people uneasy.

The elevator quickly reached the top floor. Theodore held the elevator door open and said to Phoebe inside, "Get out."

Phoebe met Theodore's gaze without flinching. Seeing the frustration and anger in his eyes, she wisely stepped out without opposing him.

Once out of the elevator, Theodore led Phoebe towards the rooftop.

In the scorching summer heat, waves of heat hit Phoebe, making her pores open up and instantly feel very hot.

At this time, the sky was dim, the sunset had completely set, leaving only a thin layer of gray-pink glow on the horizon, a very comforting color.

Theodore and Phoebe stood by the railing, the evening breeze lifting their clothes, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Theodore's hands hung by his sides, staring into the distance. The city's lights gradually lit up, reflecting in his cold eyes, making him look particularly lonely.

Theodore and Phoebe silently watched the cityscape, neither breaking the silence first.

After a long time, Phoebe finally heard Theodore sigh softly, "Phoebe, no matter what you promised my Grandma, it doesn't count with me."

Phoebe raised an eyebrow and looked at him, saying, "Mr. Reynolds, you're overthinking it. Sarah didn't make me promise anything."

Theodore was stunned and turned to look at her. Phoebe had hidden herself so well that he couldn't read any of the information he wanted from her expression.

He frowned and asked in confusion, "Then what did you mean by what you said earlier?"

"Exactly what it sounded like, and it's something I've always wanted to tell you," Phoebe said, shifting her gaze to the street. "Mr. Reynolds, you've been coming to see me repeatedly lately. I don't know what you mean. But if I indulge in a bit of narcissism, I think you still have feelings for me."

Theodore said with a sneer, "You really are quite narcissistic."

Phoebe was stunned, the rest of her words stuck in her throat, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Phoebe, I've never had feelings for you, only desire," Theodore's handsome features looked cold and aloof in the night. He leaned in slightly, his eyes locking onto hers like a predator locking onto its prey.

"Two years ago, you insisted on leaving, leaving me with an unquenchable desire. So, don't push me. If you dare to cut off my path to you, the golden cage at West Mountain Villas is still waiting for you. Do you want to be completely imprisoned by me?"

Phoebe trembled all over, her pupils constricting, a sense of panic rising in her heart, saying, "You're shameless!"

Theodore's long eyes fixed on her face, his voice low like a lover's whisper, "Phoebe, I won't let you go. We're bound together for life."

Phoebe was so shocked that she took a few steps back, her lower back hitting the railing, causing her to frown in pain. But it was nothing compared to the oppressive feeling Theodore gave her, which made her even more anxious and uncomfortable.

Then she heard Theodore say in a fateful tone, "You can't escape."