Theodore looked at her profile and spoke in a slower tone. “Can you help her a little more?”

This gentle “can,” for some reason, triggered the grievance in Phoebe’s heart. Tears welled up unexpectedly, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, but the tears kept flowing faster. Seeing her silently crying made Theodore feel uncomfortable. He stopped and held her shoulders with both hands, whispering, “Why are you crying? I didn’t scold you.”

Phoebe glanced at him quickly. Under the cold and bright moonlight, his eyes were gentle, and his tone was gentle too. He shouldn’t try to coax her anymore, as it only made her more sadsadder. “You scolded me.”

Theodore was taken aback, but then he laughed. “Yes, yes, my bad. Don’t cry anymore, or you won’t be beautiful.”

“I wasn’t beautiful to begin with.” Phoebe’s voice sounded tearful. She felt like she was being overly dramatic now, but couldn’t help it.

Theodore bent down, cupped her face with his hands, and gently wiped away the tears from her eyelids with his warm fingertips. The hot tears soaked through his fingertips, making his heart feel sour and soft.

He didn’t even realize what he was doing. His thin lips were about to touch hers…

Gently, Theodore licked away the tears hanging from the corner of her trembling eyelasheslips.

A tinge of bitterness bloomed on his tongue-her tears tasted bitter.

“Don’t cry, hm?” Theodore pressed his forehead against hers, his voice tender in a way that was almost unbelievable.

They were so close that Phoebe could smell the fresh, cool scent of his mint mouthwash from between his lips and teeth. Her cheeks grew warm, and her heart raced a few beats faster. “You just love teasing me,” Phoebe pouted.

A flicker of desire surged within Theodore. He lifted her chin with his hand, his invasive gaze tracing from her eyes down to her nose, eventually lingering on her rosy lips.

His longing to kiss her was so overwhelming that he inclined his head, coming close to touching her lips, when suddenly, Madison’s panicked voice broke through his ears.

“I’m sorry, Theodore, I’m sorry for interrupting your kiss with Phoebe,” Madison exclaimed, sounding flustered.

Theodore pursed his lips, displeasure evident on his face against the backdrop of the night. He slowly released Phoebe and turned his gaze towards Madison.

“Not a trace of perceptiveness,” Theodore commented unhappily.

Phoebe’s cheeks turned crimson. Deep down, she was actually relieved that Madison had shown up abruptly, interrupting this somewhat intimate kiss and preventing her from plunging further into the abyss. She awkwardly brushed her hair aside and said, “I’ll go back first.”

As Phoebe walked away, Madison snorted disdainfully. Thankfully, she had arrived in time to interrupt their kiss. Her big brother, however, why would he want to kiss that wretched woman Phoebe?

Vanessa had returned already. He shouldn’t be so wholly focused on Vanessa Phoebe and dirty his own mouth by kissing Phoebe.

“Theodore, can you justify what you’re doing to Vanessa, who has waited for you for three long years?” Madison glared at Theodore, feeling that her own brother was truly a jerk.

Theodore furrowed his brows tightly. “Madison, don’t talk nonsense.”

“How am I talking nonsense? You and Vanessa have been together for more than ten years. You were meant to be together. If it weren’t for Phoebe’s interference, you would have been married by now,” Madison argued indignantly. Theodore stared at her coldly. “Who told you that Phoebe interfered?”

“Isn’t it true? She seduced you when you were drunk…”

“Madison!” Theodore interrupted her sharply, his expression turning serious. “I don’t want to hear you say these things ever again. Phoebe is my wife, she was in the past, she is now, and she will be in the future. Remember that!”

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