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 signaled his colleagues to not frighten Colin, speaking in

Colin intently, scrutinizing his face. “Liar… Hypocrite!”

eyes bashfully at his looks. “Hard to believe,

down, submitted without resistance, and sat quietly in the corner

part well, his long lashes quivering, even

Chap 35

my memories before death had been

trying to do?” I mustered courage and sat next to Colin in the car.

his head

I questioned, as much to myself as to him.

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

he lowered his head once

know the killer would leave the body at the old orphanage?” Robin asked softly, cautious not to

Colin remained

frowned at Colin.

did he know?

was

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

his head,

he said hoarsely,

before turning to his colleague. “Get to

dilapidated

and his crew were also there.

he at the