Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 89

I kept a vigilant eye on our surroundings as I pulled Stella closer to me.

I

“Is someone there?” Stella whispered, peering into the box with me.

I shook my head, my gaze fixed on a shadowy figure not far down the alley.

Sensing our attention, the figure swiftly darted away.

I glanced up at Colin, who still had a fierce gleam in his eyes. Standing in the dim alley, he looked like Satan himself, just crawled out from the depths of hell.

Tentatively, I called out, “Colin?”

He turned to look at me, and I could practically see the anger in his eyes dissolve into a clear, innocent bewilderment. “Phoebe, I feel so lightheaded.”

Then, suddenly, his nearly six–foot–three frame collapsed onto me.

I had no time to protest; I could only let him lean on me.

*He looks all skinny, but boy, he’s heavy,” Stella grumbled, helping me support Colin as we dragged him toward the curb.

It seemed like he had passed out, all his weight bearing down on me.

“Why is he

hailed a cab, and together, we managed to stuff Colin into the

back to the Langley family estate,” I murmured, deciding

1. me.

was curious about Colin

forehead burning

his forehead and

some twisted murderer, what

you and this psy… Colin really married?” Stella asked quietly. “Is he really

circular motion, suggesting something was off with Colin’s mind. “Although he’s quite handsome, can he, you know,

That was Stella for

and it’s a long story,” I said, rubbing my forehead.

Chapter 89

up one day, was forced into a shotgun wedding, and now had a

whether

quite normal, just has his moments of madness,” I said,

thought he was all looks. I was thinking how fair God is, giving him that gorgeous face but a

by his teens, in the gifted program. He’s one of those rare

in shock, pointing at Colin. “Him?”

at Colin. He shifted uneasily in my arms, burrowing into me, and I quickly patted

slight smile playing at the corners of his

hard, still in disbelief. “You can’t tell by looking