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.”

“What are you

her, didn’t you? You hated

“You’re the one who deceived her.

you’re not going to give

signaled his bodyguard to advance, my heart raced with fear. What madness was Dexter plotting? “What are you trying to

to shield Colin,

skilled fighter, but he was blindsided by a sneak attack.

men, my eyes

hurt people, even kill or commit suicide–it’s all possible,” Dexter said coldly, looking down at Colin subdued on the floor. “What does it matter

struggled frantically, dread mounting as

throw Colin off the

to let him be?” My voice was hoarse

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was about his pitiful, fragile ego. He was running from

me dispassionately. “Unless Phoebe comes back from

a deep breath and faced Dexter. “You’re

“Police!”