Forbidden Passion

Theodore said impatiently, "Don't they just have two eyes, one nose, and one mouth? Are they going to grow four pairs of eyes?"

Taylor, annoyed by his dismissive response, retorted, "You're planning to be their stepfather, so why are you taking it out on me?"

The word "stepfather" hit a sore spot for Theodore, and his handsome face darkened. "Who said I want to be their stepfather? I'm just here to recover. Once I'm healed, I'm leaving."noveldrama

"I don't believe you," Taylor said, not buying Theodore's words. Over the years, they had tried to introduce him to many wealthy young ladies, but only Sandra had stayed by his side the longest.

Thinking of Sandra, she said, "Sandra came to the estate a few days ago and brought a lot of things. What are you thinking? You're staying at Phoebe's house while maintaining a relationship with Sandra. Theodore, our family doesn't have unfaithful men."

Theodore pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Sandra and I have been over for a long time. Whatever she brought, return it all. Are we so poor that we need to accept Sandra's things?"

Taylor was taken aback, "You never said you broke up with her, so why blame me for accepting her things?"

"We never even started."

Taylor frowned, "Theodore, that's a bit much. Didn't you have a one-night stand with her three years ago? Sandra told me everything."

The more Theodore listened, the more he felt Taylor's words were unreasonable. He said, "Enough, I don't want to explain anymore. I'm hanging up."

"Wait!" Taylor still wanted to ask something, but the call had already ended.

She turned to glare at Brandon, who was lying on the bed reading the news with his glasses on. "Can you believe Theodore? I just started talking, and he got impatient. I haven't even gotten to the main point."

Brandon lowered his glasses and looked at Taylor. "What do you want to say?"

"I just wanted to ask about the triplets. How are they doing? Are Phoebe and her family teaching them well? Without a father, I wonder if they have any manners," Taylor rambled on.

Brandon remembered how angry Taylor was when she found out Phoebe had triplets with someone else. He said, "What, are you planning to accept them as your grandchildren?"

"Do I have a choice? Ever since Phoebe returned to Kedora, haven't you noticed how much Theodore has changed? He clearly can't let go of Phoebe."

"Phoebe revealed the existence of the triplets to discourage Theodore from remarrying her. But he moved into Phoebe's house, claiming to be recovering. As if I don't know what he's really up to," Taylor said, getting more agitated.

Brandon didn't see it as a big deal. He said, "Our family is wealthy enough to support three more people. Besides, Phoebe has her own career. If she can have children now, she can have another one for the Reynolds family after remarrying Theodore." "Well, that's an optimistic way to look at it," Taylor said with a hint of sarcasm.

She sat there sulking. Knowing that Theodore had moved into Phoebe's house made her anxious. No, she had to visit the Ziegler Villa tomorrow.

The next day.

Phoebe woke up in Theodore's arms. Seeing his stubbled chin, she was startled and quickly sat up.

Theodore was woken by her movement and rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

Phoebe, blushing, grabbed her phone from the bedside table. It was past seven. She had slept deeply.

"It's past seven. Get up quickly." Phoebe was about to get out of bed when Hubert, Boris, and Noomi rolled over and, seeing Theodore in their bed, got excited.

"Uncle Theodore."

"Uncle Theodore."

"Uncle Theodore."

They pounced on Theodore, snuggling up to him. Noomi asked sweetly, "Uncle

Theodore, will you sleep with us from now on?"

"Will we see you when we wake up?" Boris asked.

"I like Uncle Theodore sleeping with us," Hubert said, acting spoiled.

Watching them snuggle up to Theodore, Phoebe felt a bit jealous.

In the past, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi would greet and cuddle with her when they woke up. Now, it was Theodore's turn to enjoy this.

Theodore tried to avoid using his injured hand as Hubert, Boris, and Noomi snuggled up to him, their warm bodies carrying a faint milky scent.

Surprisingly, he didn't dislike this feeling at all. It felt like he had always lived with them and didn't mind their closeness.

Maybe it was because he loved Phoebe that he also loved her children.

"Don't press on his hand," Phoebe reminded Hubert, Boris, and Noomi.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi sat up, their cheeks flushed, eyes bright like stars. "Uncle Theodore, does your hand hurt?"

"I can blow on it to make it better."

Action-oriented Boris was already holding his hand and blowing on it. Theodore felt a warm current flow through his heart. He didn't dislike Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, probably because their care for him was pure and sincere.

Phoebe watched this scene with mixed feelings. She found clothes for Hubert, Boris, and Noomi and helped them get dressed before taking them to the bathroom to wash their faces.

Theodore said, "You go wash up. I'll help them wash their faces."

Phoebe was taken aback. "Can you?"

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"It's just washing faces." Theodore wet three disposable tissues and handed them to Hubert, Boris, and Noomi. "Here, wash your faces."

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi were very obedient. They mimicked how Phoebe usually washed their faces, wiping from the corners of their eyes to their entire faces.

Phoebe was amazed. "How do they know how to do this?"

"Don't underestimate their learning abilities. They are very good at imitating. Some things can be left for them to do on their own," Theodore said.

Phoebe thought, 'You just want to train them to be independent early so you can kick them out of the master bedroom.' But she did admire Theodore.

She couldn't bear to let Hubert, Boris, and Noomi become independent too early, but Theodore could be firm about it. Washing faces and brushing teeth were things they could do on their own; she just wanted to do everything for them.

As the children gradually didn't need her, she felt a sense of loss.

"Thank you," Phoebe said sincerely.

Theodore glanced at her but didn't say much in front of the kids. After they brushed their teeth, he took them downstairs.

Phoebe washed up and changed out of her loungewear before quickly heading downstairs.

In the dining room, Hubert, Boris, Noomi, and Ethan were sitting in their high chairs,

eating breakfast, with Theodore sitting beside them.

This was a scene Phoebe had never dared to imagine before, but now it was happening right in front of her. It felt almost unreal.

Evelyn brought out breakfast and saw Phoebe standing at the entrance of the dining room. She called out, "Come have breakfast. Why did you get up so late today? You'll be late for work."

Phoebe snapped out of it. "It's okay. I'll text Lori to push the morning meeting to ten. Let's eat first."

Phoebe sat down next to Theodore and sent a message.