Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 35

Today, he seemed to be dressed a bit more fittingly. Although his clothes were still worn to a pale hue, they managed to cover the haunting scars on his ankles and shins.

He stood beneath the shade of an oak across the street, his silhouette tinged with a touch of solitude.

Robin, leading his team, dashed across the street and surrounded him.

Colin appeared somewhat normal today. He wasn’t wearing his hoodie, and his face seemed washed.

Youth seemed to radiate from his very bones. He was tall, his skin as pale and perfect as porcelain, his freshly washed face flawless, especially those eyes – they were captivatingly beautiful.

His hair was jet black, a mess falling over his face, which, under the interplay of light and shadow, made him look like a celebrity.

I stood in the light, my gaze fixated on his slender, bruised fingers, my breathing quickened.

He held a bunch of lollipops tied together with a red ribbon in his hand. It was as if he was waiting for me to show up at the wedding. Waiting to see if I was still alive, waiting for me to object to the marriage?

“Phoebe…” Colin’s voice was hoarse, his eyes slightly red, as if he was longing for a result he could see.

I began to doubt, was this man feigning madness or was his acting just that convincing?

“Phoebe didn’t come. Stella’s voice was devoid of its usual hostility and caution when she saw the lollipops in Colin’s hand. She began to choke up. “Was it you who has been secretly. protecting Phoebe and giving her lollipops?”

I froze, panic–stricken, looking at Stella. “Don’t be fooled by him! He’s a murderer, and he’s just pretending!”

Colin didn’t speak, only lowered his head.

hope you’ll cooperate,” Robin

scrutinizing his

the car, averting their eyes bashfully at his looks. “Hard to believe, he’s as handsome

the corner of the police car, looking at the lollipops

well, his long lashes quivering, even I was

Chap 35

my memories before death had been a hallucination.

and sat next to Colin in the

kept his head

killing?” I questioned, as much to myself as to him. “Why kill

Colin looked up, his gaze Intense as he stared in my direction. His sudden

eyes slowly faded as he lowered

killer would leave the body at the old orphanage?” Robin asked

Colin remained

at

he

was the murderer!

Phoebe,” Robin sighed. “You know Phoebe, right? You don’t want her to die,

head, looking

said hoarsely, just the

while before turning to his colleague. “Get to that

headed towards the dilapidated

and his crew were also

he at the