Forbidden Passion
Chapter 732 Raising Children is Still the Best

In the car, Cindy noticed Phoebe's ears were flushed red. She whispered, "Mr. Reynolds really knows how to handle you." Phoebe leaned back in her seat, tiredly rubbing her temples.

Earlier at the supermarket, Phoebe hadn't felt too nervous, but now that she was out of Theodore's sight, she realized her nerves had been on edge the whole time. Phoebe said calmly, "I can refuse any other request he makes, but when it comes to Ollie, I can't say no."

"What if he keeps using the cat to get close to you?" Cindy asked.

Phoebe looked at the bustling traffic ahead and took a long time to answer, "No man wants to be a father to someone else's child, and Theodore's no exception." Cindy thought about it and agreed.

Someone like Theodore wouldn't want to be cuckolded, living a life of being pointed at behind his back. Once Theodore found out Phoebe had given birth to Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, he would probably back off. "Phoebe, what about you? Do you still feel anything when you see him?"

Phoebe slowly glanced at Cindy, thinking she was asking the obvious. If she didn't feel anything, she wouldn't have been so scared when Theodore suddenly approached her, thinking he was going to kiss her, and fled in panic. Phoebe said helplessly, "With a handsome face like that, it's hard not to feel something."

Theodore was handsome, with an air of nobility and elegance, making it hard for anyone to look away.

Phoebe was just an ordinary woman. Six years ago, she fell for him and never managed to climb out.

The car drove into Lakeview Estates and stopped outside a villa. Phoebe unbuckled her seatbelt and said to Cindy, "Come to my place for dinner before you go back. You won't bother cooking for yourself."

Cindy was about to agree when her phone suddenly rang, and she almost rolled her eyes.

Cindy gestured to Phoebe and said into the phone, "Patrick, what now?"

"I'm at your door. Open up."

Cindy almost choked on her own saliva. She urgently said, "What did you say?"

Phoebe carried two large bags of snacks out of the car. Just as she closed the car door, she saw Hubert, Boris, and Noomi running out of the villa.

"Mommy!"

Three loud, clear voices pierced the night sky and Patrick's eardrums. He gripped his phone tightly and said in a questioning tone, "Cindy, why do I hear kids calling you 'Mommy'? Tell me, did you secretly have my children?" Cindy turned to look at the three small figures running towards Phoebe outside the car window and couldn't help but rub her forehead.

Cindy replied, "I'm outside. If you're having delusions, I suggest you see a psychologist."

Phoebe knew Cindy was on the phone with Patrick. She quickly walked over to Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, putting a finger to her lips, saying, "Aunt Cindy's on the phone. Let's be quiet."

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi obediently mimicked Phoebe, putting their fingers to their lips in a quiet gesture, then all three heads turned to look at Cindy in the car.

"Why are you so agitated? Feeling guilty?" Patrick snorted.

Actually, after that night at Cindy's place, he still didn't trust her. In a fit of anger, he used a fake account to search through Cindy's Facebook for clues. Cindy was a blogger, posting a makeup video every three days, most of which showed her whole body.

Because Cindy not only did makeup, but she also recommended outfits to her fans.

Patrick had watched all of Cindy's videos from the past two years in the last few days and saw no signs of pregnancy or a slightly bulging belly.

Patrick was deeply frustrated, feeling like an idiot for scrutinizing everything with a microscope. How could he have such unrealistic fantasies?

Cindy was furious. And then she hung up the phone, tossed it onto the center console, and got out of the car. Locking the car door, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi ran towards her.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi each took turns hugging Cindy, almost knocking her over. She barely managed to stand firm by digging her heels into the ground.

Cindy said with a faint smile, "I can feel your enthusiasm. Come on, give me a kiss."

The kids puckered their little lips and pecked Cindy on the cheek, making her smile with joy.

Every time Cindy saw the adorable and lovable children, she felt that Phoebe's decision back then was the right one. After all, who could resist such cute little kids?

Hubert and Boris each grabbed one of Cindy's hands, pulling her towards the villa, while Noomi pushed her legs from behind. For a moment, Cindy was surrounded by Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, unable to escape. "Cindy, come in and sit."

Phoebe followed behind them, seeing Cindy turn back and give her a helpless smile. Phoebe's lips curved slightly.

Seeing Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, the momentary sadness Phoebe felt in the car vanished without a trace.

Who needed a man? They only brought heartache. Raising kids was much better.

Inside the house, the new butler, Elijah Nichols, stood at the door, smiling as he took the shopping bags from Phoebe. Phoebe introduced him.

"Elijah, this is my best friend Cindy."

Elijah greeted Cindy and took the shopping bags inside. Cindy was dragged to the playroom by Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, where Ruby was helping Ethan with building blocks.

Cindy sat on a cushion, her eyes on Ruby.

Time had smoothed Ruby's edges, and she was no longer as overbearing as before. Ruby nodded at Cindy, "Miss Adams, are you comfortable here?" Ruby said with a slight smile, "Yes."

Cindy looked at Ruby's harmless smile, remembering her once arrogant demeanor, and couldn't help but give her a few words of advice.

"Phoebe has a soft heart. She brought you and Ethan back home, treating you as family. I hope you don't let her down."

Ruby lowered her head and said, "I know."

Ruby didn't make too many promises because she knew Cindy didn't trust her. Ruby only hoped to prove herself with her actions in the future.

Cindy stayed with the Ziegler Family until she finished telling Hubert, Boris, and Noomi their bedtime story and received their sweet goodnight kisses. Only then did she get up to leave. Phoebe walked Cindy out, through the yard, and out the gate.

The weather in September was cool in the mornings and evenings. Phoebe wore a cardigan, standing at the door watching Cindy get into her car.

Cindy waved at Phoebe and said, "Go inside. I'm leaving."

Cindy drove off, turned a corner, left the villa area, circled around, and entered through another underground parking entrance.

After parking and going upstairs, Cindy unlocked her phone and saw several missed calls from Patrick.

Cindy squinted her eyes, walked out of the elevator, and didn't see Patrick at her door. She couldn't pinpoint the source of the sudden discomfort she felt.

Cindy used her thumb to unlock the door. Just as she was about to push it open, a dark figure suddenly appeared behind her, pushing her inside and slamming the door shut.