In the car, Cindy noticed Phoebe's ears were flushed red. She whispered, "Mr. Reynolds really knows how to handle you." Phoebe leaned back in her seat, tiredly rubbing her temples.

Earlier at the supermarket, Phoebe hadn't felt too nervous, but now that she was out of Theodore's sight, she realized her nerves had been on edge the whole time. Phoebe said calmly, "I can refuse any other request he makes, but when it comes to Ollie, I can't say no."

"What if he keeps using the cat to get close to you?" Cindy asked.

Phoebe looked at the bustling traffic ahead and took a long time to answer, "No man wants to be a father to someone else's child, and Theodore's no exception." Cindy thought about it and agreed.@@novelbin@@

Someone like Theodore wouldn't want to be cuckolded, living a life of being pointed at behind his back. Once Theodore found out Phoebe had given birth to Hubert, Boris, and Noomi, he would probably back off. "Phoebe, what about you? Do you still feel anything when you see him?"

Phoebe slowly glanced at Cindy, thinking she was asking the obvious. If she didn't feel anything, she wouldn't have been so scared when Theodore suddenly approached her, thinking he was going to kiss her, and fled in panic. Phoebe said helplessly, "With a handsome face like that, it's hard not to feel something."

Theodore was handsome, with an air of nobility and elegance, making it hard for anyone to look away.

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