Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 156

Colin seemed ecstatic, practically tumbling me onto the bed with a gleeful force. If he had a tail. it would have been wagging furiously.

“Phoebe. I’m burning up,” Colin said, hugging me and wriggling around on the bed like a puppy.

I tried my best to contain my anger. It wasn’t a fever he had; he was…

“I warn you to sleep now, Caleb,” I could clearly read his intentions. His face was almost yelling his desire. Could he be any more shameless?

“Phoebe, seriously, I’m on fire. Touch me, you’ll feel it.” He always spoke with such a deadpan expression, the kind of words that made you want to crawl into a hole.

I thought he meant for me to feel his forehead. But as he held me from behind, I felt like my hand had touched something it shouldn’t have.

“Caleb, I’m warning you…” I almost spat the words through clenched teeth.

He buried his head in my shoulder. This time he was looking so docile, just holding me.

I couldn’t take it anymore, so I turned around and slapped him.

The sound was so crisp in the silence.

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In the dim light, I caught that his deep, innocent eyes were seemingly brimming with tears, his expression the pinnacle of aggrieved.

clenched, and I regretted my action

sympathy kicking in; I

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I reached out and caressed his unfairly handsome face, “Sleep now, behave.” He was

every little sound seemed amplified. He sniffed, and I wondered if he was crying. He succeeded in

was he, really? Or was this

teeth and gave in, turning

eyes!” I commanded.

long while before

a deep breath and cautiously reached out

grew heavier. I feel like my hearing was so sensitized that I wanted to curl up myself in a ball. I wished for a hole to

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I warned him as he

he called my name.

and don’t open your eyes…” I threatened

this time. He just lifted his hand to

“Phoebe…”

kept repeating my name. His voice

barbs that made my skin tingle. My own breathing became

primal instinct but since I was in the early stages of pregnancy, he

we must sleep separately. I swore to myself. Otherwise, who knew when he

“Phoebe…”

“Phoebe…”