Theodore's heart trembled when he heard her say "wife," and then sank even further when she called him a "bastard."

"Who was yelling and wanted to get off the car to an extent of threatening to jump if the car was not stopped?" Phoebe replied, "I..."

Theodore raised an eyebrow, calmly waiting for her explanation. Phoebe hesitated for a while and earnestly contemplated. It seemed that she insisted on getting off the car, but only because he threw her shoes out. "Regardless, it was your fault. Couldn't you have coaxed me not to get off? I hadn't even stood firm, and I heard you telling the driver to move," Phoebe said with growing unease. The driver in the front seat remained silent.@@novelbin@@

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