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.

heart clenched, and I regretted my action instantly.

I

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unfairly handsome face, “Sleep now, behave.” He was really settled this time. He stayed quiet, not moving a muscle.

He sniffed, and I wondered if he

was he, really? Or was this all on

and gave in, turning

your eyes!” I commanded.

me a long while before obediently shutting

burned as I took a deep breath and cautiously reached out to

like my hearing was so sensitized that I wanted to curl up myself in a ball. I wished

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warned him as he tried to embrace

called

eyes…” I threatened through gritted teeth,

He just lifted his hand to trap me

“Phoebe…”

His voice was

soft barbs that made my skin tingle. My own breathing became heavy when

was in the early stages of pregnancy, he wrestled with his desires even if it

tomorrow, we must sleep separately. I swore to myself. Otherwise, who knew when he might lure me

“Phoebe…”

“Phoebe…”