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.

under my breath, “Why is

together, we managed to

the Langley family estate,” I murmured,

1. me.

Colin and nodded in

whole way, Colin leaned on me, his forehead burning up; he seemed to be genuinely ill.

forehead

an accomplice to some twisted

really married?” Stella asked quietly. “Is he really your husband? Is he capable of marriage? Isn’t he… you

something was off with Colin’s mind. “Although he’s

question almost choked me. That was Stella for you, always

long story,” I said, rubbing my forehead. How do I

Chapter 89

woke up one day, was forced into a shotgun wedding,

whether he’s

his moments

I was thinking how fair God is, giving him that gorgeous face but a dim

brilliant, actually–a prodigy.” I found myself defending Colin. “He was in college by

in shock, pointing

in my arms, burrowing into me, and I quickly patted his back. “We’re almost

slight smile playing at the

disbelief. “You can’t tell by looking