Forbidden Passion
Chapter 380 Boss or Honey?

The two locked eyes, but before Phoebe could react, Theodore looked away like he hadn't seen her.

Phoebe clenched her fist. She should just ignore them, pack her stuff, and leave.

However, she couldn't help herself and walk into the room.

Vanessa saw Phoebe and smirked. She glanced at Theodore, who didn't even look at Phoebe, making her feel smug.

"Ms. Ziegler, what are you doing here? You didn't come to see me, did you?" Vanessa noticed Phoebe's hospital gown under her coat and the needle marks on her hand. 'Phoebe's in the hospital, yet Theodore left her to pick me up at Lindell Harbor. They must be fighting,' Vanessa thought, feeling satisfied.

Phoebe pulled her coat tighter to hide the hospital gown. "Just passing by. You look well, Miss Fitzroy, so I guess you're almost recovered." Vanessa sneered. "Ms. Ziegler, did you forget your glasses at home?"

"Of course not. But seeing you so energetic, it seems your leg doesn't hurt anymore. Too bad you missed Hank's big production," Phoebe replied. Vanessa was annoyed but smiled sweetly at Theodore, who was sitting nearby. "I'm not as career-driven as you, Ms. Ziegler. All I need is love."

She looked at Theodore with deep affection, but he just silently peeled an apple, uninterested in their exchange.

Phoebe stood by the bed, and Theodore noticed the needle mark on her hand and stared at it for a long time.

Phoebe said, "Well, I hope you find a husband soon, Miss Fitzroy. As for the job arranged for you, I'll have someone else take over."

Vanessa didn't care about those opportunities. Even Hank's movie didn't interest her. She wanted the lead role, not a supporting one, so she fell from the wire on purpose.

To Vanessa, a supporting role wasn't worth risking Theodore and Phoebe reconciling if she went to Hollywood for a few months.

Phoebe didn't look at Theodore and left the room. Even when she returned to the next room, Theodore stayed put.

Phoebe's heart turned completely cold.

Vanessa was thrilled to see that Theodore had not paid any attention to Phoebe. "Theodore, I want to eat..."

Before she could finish, she saw the apple Theodore had peeled almost down to the core.

Vanessa's face changed dramatically.

Theodore handed Vanessa the peeled apple, put the knife back in the fruit bowl, and said, "Eat first. I need to go out for a bit."

"Theodore." Before Vanessa could say more, Theodore walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Vanessa gritted her teeth in anger, glaring at the apple. 'Damn, Phoebe. I swear I'll never let you off!'

Phoebe changed out of her hospital gown and packed her things. Her phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID before answering.

John asked, "Ms. Ziegler, are you being discharged today? I'll come pick you up."

Phoebe said, "No need."

"I'm already in the hospital parking lot. Don't come down yet. I'll come up to get you. Give me five minutes," John said, ending the call quickly. He parked the car and ran into the hospital. Phoebe shook her head, looking at her phone. She grabbed her luggage and left. When she opened the door, she found Theodore leaning against the opposite wall, looking grim. The hallway lights were on. Theodore wore a black turtleneck sweater with a coat over it, one hand in his pocket and the other playing with his phone.

Phoebe glanced at him and then looked away, heading towards the elevator with her luggage.

Theodore's voice came from behind, "Can't you even say hello when you see me now?" Phoebe paused. He had ignored her first. What right did he have to mock her now? She turned to meet his cold gaze and sneered. "What should I call you, boss or honey?"

Hearing her sarcastic tone, Theodore's heart skipped a beat, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Phoebe, you'd rather end up in the hospital than let me touch you. I thought you were stronger than that," Theodore mocked.

Nurses and patients' families occasionally passed by, giving Phoebe strange looks after hearing Theodore's words.

Phoebe had no interest in airing her private matters. Without a word, she turned and walked away. What right did he have to mock her?

She didn't want to succumb to the medication, but was Theodore any better?

She had just refused him, and he immediately went to find Vanessa. What right did he have to be sarcastic?

Theodore glared at Phoebe's back. He quickly caught up to her, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her towards the emergency exit.

Phoebe was caught off guard, and her luggage fell to the ground. She didn't have time to pick it up before Theodore pulled her into the emergency exit. "Theodore, what are you..." Before she could finish, Theodore loomed over her. He pushed her back, pinning her against the cold wall.

"Phoebe, sometimes I really want to kill you," Theodore's voice was low and filled with gritted-teeth hatred, his hand gripping her slender neck.

Over the years, this thought had often crossed his mind.

But every time he saw Phoebe, he couldn't bring himself to do it, and his emotions were always led by her.

At this moment, seeing Phoebe acting as if nothing had happened, Theodore just wanted her to feel his inner pain. With that thought, he tightened his grip.

The unfamiliar sensation of suffocation instantly gripped Phoebe. She opened her lips slightly, struggling to breathe. Theodore's expression was cold and murderous as if he really would end her life in this dim emergency exit. Theodore asked, "Tell me, why am I so infatuated with you, letting you run wild in front of me?"