Forbidden Passion

Phoebe's heart was pounding. Theodore wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his firm chest pressed against her back. She could even feel his rapid heartbeat. She closed her eyes and lowered her voice, "Let go of me."

Theodore bent down slightly, resting his forehead on Phoebe's back. He spoke softly, "Phoebe, I've missed you every single day for the past three years. Please don't leave tonight. Stay with me, okay?" A faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air. Phoebe, flustered and at a loss, raised her hand to grab Theodore's hand that was reaching under her clothes.

"Theodore!" she warned coldly.

Theodore didn't forcefully pull his hand back when it was grabbed. He lowered his head and kissed the back of Phoebe's ear, knowing that she was most sensitive there.noveldrama

Sure enough, Phoebe trembled. Theodore's lips curled into a slight smile as he opened his mouth and bit her earlobe.

"Phoebe," Thinking her attitude had softened, he turned her body to face him and lowered his head, about to kiss her lips.

The next second, Phoebe pushed him away forcefully. She raised her hand to wipe her ear, her gaze cold, "Theodore, if you want to have sex, go find Vanessa or Sandra. I'm not interested."

Theodore was pushed back a few steps. Seeing her indifferent expression, his restless heart completely cooled down.

He leaned against a pillar, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, "Sorry, I lost my cool. I'm going to take a shower. Make sure to close the door on your way out.

With that, he turned and left the dining room.

Phoebe's anger burned in her chest. She had been ready for a serious confrontation, but Theodore found an excuse to leave first.

She stood in the dining room, her chest heaving with frustration.

"Jerk!" she muttered under her breath.

Phoebe walked into the living room, put Ollie into the cat carrier, and quickly left the apartment. As she walked out of the building, Jack immediately came over to take the cat carrier and place it in the front passenger seat. Phoebe got into the car without a word. Noticing her upset expression, Jack didn't dare to say a word. He quickly got in and started driving.

They remained silent the entire way. Phoebe stared out the window, lost in thought. When they arrived outside her neighborhood, Jack glanced at the dimly lit path leading inside. "Phoebe, do you want me to walk you in?" "No, it's fine. It's late, you should get home and rest." Phoebe took the cat carrier from his hand and walked into the neighborhood.

Jack stood there watching her leave. His phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID, he quickly answered, "Mr. Reynolds, I just dropped Ms. Ziegler off outside the estate."

"It's late. Walk her to the door," Theodore said, his voice rough and strained.

Jack looked at the empty path and frowned, "Ms. Ziegler has already gone inside. Don't worry, the security at Lakeview Estates is very strict."

"Alright, you can go rest."

Theodore hung up the phone. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his lonely reflection staring back at him. He closed his eyes and called Phoebe. However, Phoebe had blocked him.

He pressed his lips together and opened WhatsApp to send her a message, only to find that she had blocked him there too. He rubbed his temples.

It seemed he had really made Phoebe angry. She didn't even bother to pretend to be civil and had blocked him as a warning.

Phoebe returned home, leaving a light on in the living room. She changed her shoes and carried the cat carrier upstairs.

As she passed Ruby's room, the door creaked open. Ruby, in her pajamas, stood in the doorway, her face drowsy as she yawned.

"Why are you back so late?"

Phoebe replied, "I was pulled into a last-minute social event."

Ruby glanced at the cat carrier and immediately recognized the cat from Theodore's house. She asked, "Did you just come back from Mr. Reynolds' place?" "Yes," Phoebe didn't hide it, "I'm going to my room."

Ruby instinctively followed her, worried, "Phoebe, are you going to remarry Mr. Reynolds? He needs to know about Hubert, Boris, and Noomi."

"No, I just went to pick up Ollie. It has nothing to do with him. Go to sleep and stop worrying." Phoebe carried the cat carrier into her room, leaving Ruby outside.

Ruby stared at the closed door for a long time before turning back to her room to sleep.

The next morning, Phoebe was woken up by the laughter of Hubert, Boris, and Noomi. She opened her eyes and reached out, only to find the space beside her cold and empty.

She sat up abruptly and saw Hubert, Boris, and Noomi in their pajamas, gathered around the cat carrier, curiously looking at Ollie inside.

Hubert and Noomi had played with Ollie before and remembered it. Their chubby hands reached into the carrier to pet Ollie.

"How did you come to my house? Did my mom bring you back?" Noomi held Ollie's paw as if shaking hands with it.

Ollie looked at Hubert, Boris, and Noomi in front of it, meowing softly as if afraid of scaring them.

"Are you hungry? You can use my bottle." Boris pushed the bottle into the carrier, urging Ollie, "Drink some milk."

Hubert knelt on the ground, breaking off a piece of the cookie he had hidden last night and placing it in his palm for Ollie, "It has teeth now, it won't drink milk. This is my favorite cookie, you can have it."

Phoebe got out of bed and walked over to them. She bent down, resting her hands on her knees, and looked at them, "What are you doing?"

Hearing Phoebe's voice, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi turned their heads to look at her, "Mom, did we wake you up?"

Phoebe smiled and ruffled Boris's hair, "I woke up because I felt your love."

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi blushed at her praise. Noomi whispered, "Mom, we were talking very quietly so we wouldn't wake you."

"It's okay, you can talk normally now. But," Phoebe paused, "please don't feed Ollie anything. He might get an upset stomach."

Hearing this, Hubert immediately put his chubby hand behind his back, "Mom, I won't feed it anymore."

Boris quickly took back the bottle, "Mom, I won't feed it either. But what will it eat if it's hungry?"

"I bought some cat food. If it's hungry, you can feed it that," Phoebe said gently. Hubert, Boris, and Noomi obediently nodded, indicating they understood. Hubert stuffed the cookie into his mouth and quickly chewed it up. Looking expectantly at Phoebe, he asked, "Mom, can I take Ollie out to play?" "Sure, but remember, it's very delicate. You have to be careful with it," Phoebe reminded him.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi all nodded. Phoebe unlatched the cat carrier, and Ollie gracefully stepped out, only to be scooped up by Hubert.

Hubert tried to lift Ollie, but the cat was almost as heavy as he was. He ended up falling with the cat in his arms, causing Boris and Noomi to burst into laughter. Phoebe sat nearby, watching Hubert, Boris, and Noomi play with Ollie, her smile warm and bright. If only Ollie could stay with them forever.

When Theodore returned from his business trip, she would have a serious talk with him.