Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 204

“Dexter… Dexter!”

While we were all anxiously awaiting news on whether Dexter would pull through, a wail carried over from a distance.

I frowned. Isn’t it a bit early for a funeral procession? The guy’s not dead yet.

Melody was sobbing her heart out; her wails were legendary.

Clutching a ghostly pale Hailey, Melody stumbled closer, her cries punctuating each step. Professional mourners had nothing on her performance.

I watched her with a furrowed brow. This woman was such a jinx.

“Why the waterworks? He’s not gone yet.” I said, frowning.

At the sight of me, Melody lunged like a rabid dog spotting a steak.

I was just about to retaliate, to knock her into next week when suddenly I was hoisted aside and shielded in a protective embrace.

Colin’s icy stare bore into Melody, his presence alone enough to chill the air.

Melody’s raised hand and her fiery temper extinguished at the sight of Colin, and she recoiled in terror. “It’s him, Hailey, it’s him… He’s the murderer!”

etched across

charmed the socks off the older generation, and Hailey had already pinned the blame for a car accident on Colin, striding over to deliver him

was quick to shield me but took the slap without flinching.

grabbing her wrist. “Hailey, Melody is one of

her eyes

of him, Phoebe too!” Hailey loathed Colin, itching for vengeance on behalf of Phoebe

by Colin, determined not to let Hailey hurt

to save me; I’m so sorry, Hailey. It’s

begun. She was seizing every opportunity to curry favor with Hailey, all to secure her approval

the picture of romance. Hailey didn’t dislike her, but knowing how Dexter had mistreated me, Hailey had never given her

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of our

her place in the Fitzgerald family. “You really are a jinx, crying over Dexter like he’s already a goner,” Stella remarked, returning from seeing Robin to the elevator, having caught Melody’s sobfest

didn’t have to be critically injured; it

through gritted teeth, barely

up her tears. “Hailey, they’re all in cahoots with the murderer, trying to smear my

name.”

was the murderer, a

him.

operating room, she