Phoebe raised her lips slightly, a faint trace of mockery glinting in her eyes. "If I tell you that I see your dad cheating, you might not use me of making up stories but insulting your dad''s reputation." "You..." Theodore said angrily.


    Phoebe tilted her head up, facing his angry and irritable gaze. "You have never trusted me. I have nothing more to say to you."


    Theodore clenched his fists tightly, the tendons on the back of his hand bulging.


    Phoebe could always effortlessly stir up the wild side in Theodore. It was a miracle she hadn''t ended up dead at his hands these past three years, and all of this should be thanks to his self-control. "Whether I believe you or not and whether you tell me or not are two different things. Don''t mix them up," Theodore said.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe thought, ''Can there really be such unreasonable people in the world?''


    She felt there was no need to continue the conversation. She turned to walk away. Just a few stepster, Theodore grabbed her arm.


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