Forbidden Passion
Chapter 719 Do You Need a Beating?

Jack drove the car over and parked it in front of them. Just as he was about to get out, Theodore gestured for him to stay put. Jack sat back down, and Theodore personally opened the back door, helping Phoebe into the car. Phoebe had arrived in a Mercedes, but now she was leaving in a Rolls-Royce, with a different person by her side.

She was still wrapped in Theodore's suit jacket, making her face look even more gaunt.

Theodore stared at her for a moment. Just as Phoebe was about to lose control, he suddenly said, "You seem to eat a lot, so why are you so skinny?"

Phoebe was speechless for a moment.

Theodore either didn't speak, or when he did, it was to make someone choke.

"Being able to eat without gaining weight is a blessing. Those actresses would be envious," Phoebe said.

"It's uncomfortable to hold," Theodore replied.

Phoebe rolled her eyes and thought to herself, 'Who asked you to hold me?'

Phoebe turned to look at the dazzling street scene outside the car window, ignoring Theodore.

After a while, Phoebe felt a finger hook onto hers. She looked down to see Theodore's distinct knuckle. When she tried to pull her hand back, his finger hooked onto hers.

"Did you see any movies you liked at tonight's screening?" Theodore suddenly asked.

Phoebe tried to recall but couldn't remember what was shown. She had been too distracted by Theodore's constant interruptions.

Thinking of this, she glared at him angrily, saying, "No, Mr. Reynolds. If you have money, why not wait until Spring Island is finished?"

Theodore ignored her provocation and awkwardly brought the topic back, while his hand continued to play with hers, scratching her palm. "Is it that you didn't see any you liked, or that you didn't watch seriously?" Phoebe quickly pulled her hand back and wiped it on the suit jacket in disgust. "You're so annoying, do you know that?"

Jack, sitting in the front, couldn't help but laugh. He received a death glare from Theodore, coughed lightly, and continued driving seriously.

The car stopped outside Lakeview Estates. Jack found an excuse to slip away, leaving Theodore and Phoebe in the car, a very familiar routine.

In the confined space, it was especially easy for ambiguity to arise.

Phoebe immediately opened the car door and got out, almost appearing outside at the same time as Jack. When she looked back, she saw Theodore's hand frozen in mid-air.

Phoebe closed the car door, walked around to the other side, and saw Theodore quickly adjust his expression and get out.

Phoebe handed him the suit jacket, saying, "Mr. Reynolds, thank you for bringing me back."

"No need to thank me," Theodore took the jacket, glanced at the brightly lit villa area, and said in a deep voice, "I'll walk you to your door."

Phoebe squinted her eyes and said in a questioning tone, "If you walk me to my door, Mr. Reynolds, will you then say you want to come in and sit for a while?"

Theodore leaned against the car door and chuckled lightly, "Well, you've seen through my routine. Since you don't want me to walk you, put the jacket back on. After all..." Phoebe waited for him to finish.

"It's not safe for you to dress like this," Theodore said, standing up straight and draping the jacket over her shoulders, pulling it tight around her chest. Phoebe caught his implication and quickly covered her chest with her hands, taking two steps back, "Mr. Reynolds, see you."

Theodore leaned back against the car door, casually watching Phoebe leave. He didn't look away until her figure disappeared into the villa area.

Jack, watching from the lakeside, came over when he saw Phoebe leave. Seeing Theodore, he said in confusion, "Mr. Reynolds, what a great opportunity. Why didn't you walk Mrs. Reynolds inside?" Theodore glanced at him, said nothing, and lazily got back into the car, saying in a lazy tone, "Let's go."

Phoebe walked into the house with the suit jacket on. Evelyn was watching TV in the living room. When she saw Phoebe come in, she said, "I was just about to call you. Why are you so late today?" "I had a social event tonight," Phoebe said and dragged her tired body into the living room, sat on the sofa, hugged Evelyn's neck, and rested her head on Evelyn's shoulder, saying, "I'm so tired." Evelyn pushed her away in disgust as she said, "If you're tired, go take a shower and sleep."

Phoebe lay there motionless. After Evelyn pushed her a few times, the suit jacket slipped off her shoulders. Evelyn glanced at it, saying, "Whose jacket is this?"

"Theodore's," Phoebe didn't hide it from Evelyn.

Evelyn immediately sat up straight, looking at her in shock, asking, "Why are you still entangled with Theodore? Aren't you afraid he'll find out about Hubert, Boris, and Noomi and cause you trouble?" Phoebe felt wronged and explained, "Can I avoid him if I start a company in Kedora?"

If it were an ordinary company, as long as their business scopes were different, they wouldn't cross paths. But she had started an entertainment company.

Reynolds Group had an entertainment company under its umbrella. When Phoebe chose this industry, she knew that if she returned to the country to start a business, she couldn't avoid Theodore. "Forget it, if he wants to, you can't avoid him no matter what you do," Evelyn said.

Evelyn knew in her heart that her kids' existence would eventually be known to Theodore. It was just a matter of delaying it as long as possible. When the time came, they would deal with it. Phoebe looked at Evelyn's profile. After experiencing the pain of losing a son, Evelyn had more wrinkles on her face and wasn't as lively as before. Evelyn stared at Phoebe, full of vigilance. Phoebe felt a chill down her spine under Evelyn's gaze but mustered the courage to say, "If Donovan had a child outside, what would you do?"

"Donovan is dead, and you're still making things up about him?" Evelyn slapped Phoebe on the back. She said in anger, "Do you need a beating?" Phoebe said helplessly, "Alright, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Evelyn glared at her, saying, "Don't tell me Ruby came to you, saying she's pregnant with Donovan's child. Don't be so stupid to believe her. Didn't she harm Donovan enough back then?" Phoebe paused for a moment and sighed, "No, I just read a script and thought it would be nice if Donovan had a child."

"You're so naive," Evelyn poked her forehead, "Do you think everyone is like you, not knowing who the father of their child is but still daring to give birth?"

Phoebe was speechless.

Alright, she shouldn't have brought up such a self-destructive topic. She just wanted to give Evelyn a heads-up so she wouldn't faint from excitement when she saw Ethan one day.

Phoebe stayed downstairs with Evelyn for a while, watching TV, before going upstairs to her room. The room was dimly lit. As soon as she walked in, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi climbed out of bed, three pairs of eyes staring at her.