Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 173

Dexter’s eyes blazed with a fury so intense it seemed he might truly be capable of murder.

Pushing him away with all my might, I gasped for breath and snarled at Dexter, “What right do you have to say any of this? Weren’t you the one who got her killed? Wasn’t it you who sent her to distract that murderer? If she hadn’t died, would you have even let her have the baby?”

“Yes!” Dexter’s fist slammed into the trash can behind me.

The can clattered to the ground, and we both fell silent, glancing back toward the old courtyard, afraid that someone might have heard the commotion.

A couple of dumpster divers started to approach, looking for salvage, and we both breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long silence, Dexter’s voice came out hoarse. “I would’ve married her.”

It was as if he was speaking,to me, yet at the same time, talking to himself.

“Do you believe in souls?” he asked with a bitter laugh.

I didn’t answer.

“That day…I thought I saw her…”

I didn’t know which day Dexter was referring to, and I didn’t care anymore.

Robin arrived shortly after, cautious not to spook anyone, bringing only Cory and a few undercover cops for a secret visit.

They sneaked into the yard, quietly opened the door from the inside, and burst in.

and I

was slurping down instant noodles when

have expected us, remaining cool as he leaned back on the

suspect in a murder case. Come with

just smiled and remained silent. Half his face was scarred from burns,

tall, and

Robin out, he glanced at me.

look was full

my spine, and

and pulled me behind him, taking

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Robin had taken the man away before I spoke

with you. Leave Caleb, divorce him,” he insisted, gripping my wrist so tight it was

off his hand with disgust, but he

Colin.

head?” I cursed, then suddenly laughed. “Are you addicted to thinking I’m Phoebe Caldwell? You think you can project your guilt onto me and make up for your pathetic, pitiful

looked down, refusing to

I was

me out of the courtyard,

car, and

a wave of panic as if I

and torment were a nightmare.

you taking me?” I slapped him hard, trying to get out of the