Mrs. Reynolds returned to her room and handed Phoebe the prescription, once again urging her to focus on getting pregnant. “Once you have a child, will you still fear not being able to keep Theodore’s heart?” She asked. Phoebe took the prescription and returned to her room. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, she saw two figures standing intimately under the shadowy trees by the lake. A sour feeling rose in her stomach, and she turned to head to the bathroom.

After seeing Vanessa off, Theodore returned to the living room, only to be called over by Old Lady Reynolds.

She was applying a facial mask and patted the edge of the bed, indicating for him to sit down.

“Grandma, you’re still using facial masks. You’re quite the fashionable old lady.” Theodore mused.

Old Lady Reynolds laughed so hard that her face was creased with wrinkles. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”

Theodore was taken aback.

Old Lady Reynolds had called him over for a serious matter and wasn’t distracted by his flattery. “Theodore, what are you thinking right now?”

Theodore played dumb, “What do you mean, Grandma?”

“About Phoebe and Vanessa. If you still have feelings for Vanessa, divorce Phoebe. You two have been stumbling for over two years. If you can’t get along, then it’s better to just get a divorce and live happy separate lives.” As Old Lady Reynolds spoke, Theodore’s face darkened. His gaze turned gloomy, “Grandma, did Phoebe say something to you?”

Old Lady Reynolds was taken aback, “What do you think she said to me?”

“Grandma, don’t interfere in our relationship. Even if I have to make her a widow in this lifetime, I won’t divorce her!” Theodore’s tone was icy.

After speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Old Lady Reynolds watched his angry figure depart, knowing that he had misunderstood her. She quickly removed her facial mask and called after him, “Theodore, listen to me. Theodore, don’t go. I haven’t finished…” Theodore didn’t hear a word she said. His mind was filled with thoughts of Phoebe persuading his grandmother to make him divorce her. His eyes were red as he stormed upstairs like a tornado.

He pushed open the door and stormed in, “Phoebe, get out here!”

Phoebe, who was half-asleep, heard Theodore’s angry voice. She turned over and buried her head in the pillow.

However, the next second, she felt a chill as the blanket was pulled away from her. Immediately after, she was pressed onto the bed.

She opened her eyes to meet a pair of icy red eyes, staring at her like a venomous snake.

She was startled, and her sleepiness was completely scared away. “What are you doing?”

“Did you go to Grandma so she could persuade me to divorce you?” Theodore glared at her with his teeth gritted. One hand was clutching her collar as he leaned in close. Phoebe was completely confused, “When did I tell Grandma that I wanted us to get a divorce?”

“Phoebe, do you think I would believe your lies,” Theodore sneered, “If you dare to play tricks behind my back, I’ll make you pay.”

Phoebe was about to argue when her phone rang.

The phone was beside the pillow.

She turned her head to look and saw that the caller was Edward.

In that moment, she felt Theodore’s temperature drop to freezing point.

She reached out to decline the call but a large hand swatted hers away and picked up the phone; the look in his eyes became even colder.

“I’ll answer it for you!”

“Theodore…” Phoebe tried to speak, but he covered her mouth with his hand. She could only make muffled noises of protest.

She didn’t know why Edward was calling her at this time, but clearly, with Theodore in such a volatile mood, this call was undoubtedly a death sentence for her. Because for Theodore, the name Edward was a trigger.

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