Forbidden Passion
Chapter 95 Tears of Temptation

Theodore's back stiffened, and as he reached to pull her away, his hand landed on her wrist, but Vanessa's arms tightened even more. "Theodore, please, don't push me away." Vanessa pressed her face against his back, pitifully pleading with him.

She had already set aside her pride and arrogance, lowering herself to the ground. If he still rejected her, what would she do?

Theodore furrowed his brow. "Vanessa, I am married."

Vanessa trembled all over, her fingers tightly clasped together, unwilling to let go. She knew she had lost face, but if she didn't fight for it now, Theodore would never belong to her.

"I don't want any status. I just want to be with you, Theodore, please have pity on me. I truly love you."

After hearing this sincere and fervent confession, what man wouldn't be moved? Theodore remained silent for a few seconds, slowly loosening Vanessa's hand. He turned around, causing Vanessa to think she had touched his heart and take a step forward.

Theodore took two steps back, releasing her hand. "Vanessa, this is not like you." The Vanessa he knew was proud and powerful, like a queen, radiating self-confidence. She wouldn't lower herself and beg for a man's love.

Vanessa was hurt by his retreat, and tears rolled down her face, dripping onto the white carpet. "Theodore, this is the real me." He silently looked at her.

Vanessa felt helpless, but since she had opened up, she didn't want to end up in misery. "Love makes people humble. For these past three years, I have been constantly reflecting on myself. If I hadn't walked away back then, would we have already had a resolution?"

Theodore pursed his lips. Seeing his expression, a gaping hole opened up in Vanessa's heart, and a gust of wind blew in, sending chills down her spine. She was all too familiar with the silence he brought her.

Theodore had always remained silent during their arguments, the last of which occurred three years ago. Vanessa's heart was filled with a mix of pain and sorrow, and her tears flowed even more urgently.

"Theodore, I just want to be by your side. I've tried for three years to forget you and start anew, but losing you... What should I do?" Vanessa cried, her face adorned with tears, giving her a poignant and melancholic beauty. However, the man standing before her had a heart of stone, unmoved by her tears. "It's late, you should go to bed," he said, clearly refusing her.

He turned and went upstairs, disappearing gradually into the corner of the second-floor staircase. Vanessa's legs could no longer support her weight, so she knelt on the carpet, her tears bursting forth.

She knew he hadn't definitively ended things with her out of consideration for her pride, not because he still had feelings for her. Yet, she couldn't accept it.

After knowing each other for so many years and being in a relationship for so long, how could she bear the thought of losing Theodore to Phoebe? Even if she had to resort to being despicable and shameless, as long as he hadn't completely shut her out, she would seize this faint opportunity.

She cried for a while until her phone suddenly rang. Wiping away her tears, Vanessa took out her phone from her robe's pocket. It was a call from Ruby.

"Vanessa, guess who I saw in the hotel lobby?"

In her low-spirited state, Vanessa's voice sounded lackluster. "It's midnight, why are you still awake?"

Ruby had returned from Sitges Island with Vanessa, but Vanessa's luggage was arranged by the production team at the hotel. As an assistant, she had to come to pack her things and didn't go to the villa with them.