Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 28

“Being buried together with you would only taint Phoebe’s path to heaven, Stella spoke weakly as she struggled to stand up. “Dexter, you’re bound to regret it when you finally see this. woman’s true face…”

I stood behind Stella, my voice hoarse as I uttered, “Dexter, those who betray the trust of others will go to hell.”

Dexter averted his gaze. “The truth will be revealed come the day of my wedding in two days.”

He still stubbornly chose to believe that I didn’t die yet.

After leaving the police station, Dexter released his hold on Melody’s hand. His figure looked.

forlorn.

“Dexter…” Melody noticed his unusual demeanor and held him up as he almost collided with an iron door.

Dexter waved her off, “I’m fine…”

“Dexter, is there a chance that something really did happen to Phoebe?” Melody carefully asked tentatively.

I wasn’t sure why I was following them, perhaps I longed to shred them into pieces.

“No!” Dexter suddenly lost his composure and yelled at Melody. “She’s not dead!”

Melody flinched, her face turning pale.

Realizing his outburst, Dexter massaged between his eyebrows, “I’m sorry, Melody… You go. ahead. I still have some matters to deal with.”

“Dexter… you still care about her, right?” Melody asked, tears brimming in her eyes.

clearly, Dexter!” Melody yelled and chased after him when she saw him going ahead, and tears streamed down her face. “You said Phoebe was just like a sister to

furrowed brows, “She’s not dead! She’ll surely appear at our wedding ceremony two

doesn’t show up?”

She’ll be here.”

repeating that I would appear as if he was out of his mind.

and snorted. Maybe part of him had believed that

out all ten of their own fingernails

must know deep inside that I would scream when I saw

to think I was

Dexter walked away into the night

him with a

you be relieved now that I am dead?” My voice came out raspy, fully aware

and sharply looked in my direction before he turned back with a disheartened expression and

out his phone, he opened

the first time, I saw my chat pinned to the top of his phone screen, a sight I found laughable. Was he afraid of not being able to find me

immediately?

mumbled with a hoarse voice. “Come back. and as soon

against the wall as if

ten fingernails today really scared him.

ironic look and stood right in front of him, “You pushed me into hell when I loved you; it was you who killed me,

it’s impossible for me to reply

one

nothing compared to when I was alive.

the day when Dexter learned of my feelings for

for your needs. Is this your sick idea of gratitude?” He tore my love letter in front of me and scolded, “Focus on studying and getting into college. I don’t want to see you engaging in