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.

I followed suit.

a lanky figure was slurping down instant noodles when Robin pinned him to the couch.

he leaned back on

a murder case. Come with us.”

man just smiled and remained silent. Half his face

he was tall, and his gaze was

he glanced at

look was full

my spine, and I

me behind him, taking

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hand and waited until Robin had taken the man away before I spoke up harshly. “Mr. Fitzgerald,

Caleb, divorce him,” he insisted, gripping my wrist so tight

off his hand with disgust, but he was obstinate, determined to make me

Colin.

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

looked down, refusing to

me go!” I struggled, but I was no match

me out of the

was shoved into the car, and he locked

felt a wave of panic as if I had

and torment were a

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