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.

saw him going ahead, and tears streamed down her face. “You said Phoebe was just like a sister to you. What are you afraid of? Isn’t it perfect if she’s dead? This way, she won’t

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

if she doesn’t show up?”

be here.”

appear as if

watched him and snorted. Maybe part of him had believed that I was already

of mind would pull out all ten of their own fingernails to put them on someone

know deep inside that I would scream when I saw a bug, let

enough to think I was

Melody off with the driver, Dexter walked away into

Dexter and observed him with

I am dead?” My voice came out raspy, fully aware that Dexter wouldn’t hear

sharply looked in my direction before he turned back with a

phone, he opened my

the first time, I saw my chat pinned to the top of his phone screen, a sight I found laughable. Was he afraid

immediately?

hoarse voice. “Come back. and as soon

if he

fingernails today really scared

of him, “You pushed me into hell when I loved you; it was you who killed me, Dexter.”

messaged me over and over again, but it’s impossible for me to

one could save me

nothing compared to when

remember the day when Dexter learned of my feelings for him, his eyes were filled

as my sister, and the Fitzgerald family provides 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