Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 176

“We need to get home.” I murmured, my thoughts a tangled web as I quickened my pace and took Colin’s hand.

He followed with his head hung low, sobbing softly.

Worry gnawed at me, and I lifted his bangs to examine the bruise on his forehead. “Does it hurt?”

Colin nodded, his eyes rimmed red, tears streaming down as if they were worthless.

Suddenly, my heart clenched painfully.

Those eyes were too innocent. It was impossible to reconcile them with those of a murderer.

“Promise me you won’t hurt yourself again.” I carefully wiped the blood from his face and led him outside.

Waiting for us was Dexter’s bodyguard.

Colin tensed immediately, shielding me behind him, ready to leap like a wild animal at its prey.

“You’d rather trust a lunatic than believe me?” Dexter approached, wincing as he touched a bloody cut on his forehead. “Foebe, you’re becoming more and more like Phoebe.”

eyed Dexter warily. “What are you trying to pull?”

you killed Phoebe because you hated her, didn’t you? You hated

protectively in front of me, eyeing Dexter with mistrust. “You’re the one who deceived

not going to give up.”

fear. What madness was Dexter plotting? “What

moved to shield Colin, but we were outnumbered.

skilled fighter, but he was

was pinned by Dexter’s men, my eyes blazing with

a psycho. When provoked, he could smash things, hurt people, even kill or commit suicide–it’s all possible,” Dexter said coldly,

struggled frantically, dread mounting as I began to realize

wanted to throw Colin off the building.

take for you to let him be?” My voice was hoarse with

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was about his pitiful, fragile ego. He was running

comes back from the

took a deep breath and faced Dexter. “You’re the

“Police!”