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.

when she 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?

around and looked at Melody with furrowed brows, “She’s not dead! She’ll surely appear at our wedding ceremony two days

she doesn’t show up?” Melody nervously

be here.”

repeating that I would appear as if he was

Maybe part of him had believed

their right state of mind would pull out all ten of

scream when I saw a bug,

to think

with the driver, Dexter walked away into the night on his own.

and observed him with a

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

turned back with a disheartened expression and massaged between his eyebrows.

he

his phone screen, a sight I found laughable. Was he

immediately?

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

against the wall as if he was

ten fingernails today

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

over and over again, but it’s impossible for

dead. No one

nothing compared to

day when Dexter learned of my feelings

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