Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 217

I ignored Dexter’s calls and gripped Colin’s hand, eager to get home.

“Phoebe Caldwell,” Dexter’s voice was tinged with urgency as he said my name.

“Dexter, stop scaring me. She’s not Phoebe; just looks a bit like her.” Hailey interjected with a pale face, pressing down on Dexter to keep him from getting up, “Your wound is deep; don’t move around.”

Melody was looking at me with teary eyes and a challenging gaze, as if to say she had won the bet once again.

At least heaven had mercy: Dexter had come around. If Dexter agreed to marry her, Melody wouldn’t need to go through the trouble of connecting with that mysterious guy from All–Stars Consortium.

“Dexter, I’m so glad you’re awake. I thought…” Melody broke down in tears, “I was ready to follow you into the beyond, but thankfully Hailey found me in time.”

Dexter’s eyes were fixed on me all along, as if he had a million things to say.

Melody saw no response from Dexter, her eyes reddening even more.

“Dexter, it’s good you’re awake. Take your time to heal, and when you’re better, treat Melody right,” Hailey sighed.

I walked to the door, and looked back at Dexter one last time.

all the time; I snorted,

was clearly upset, gripping my hand a little tighter.

Colin muttered under

nodded and gave Colin a smile, “I agree

trailed behind Robin, who seemed out of sorts, clearly disturbed by something. Probably the words of that

be that fragile, can it?” Stella asked softly.

Robin didn’t respond.

listen to that so–called genius; he’s nuts. To me, he looks

Robin. Stella and I met after my parents passed, and I transferred to Dexter’s high school. We promised each other to get in the same university; she was into medicine, and I preferred math, although unluckily, without Colin’s innate talent, I settled for a more mainstream

with few friends; we only really had each other.

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Chapter 217

often lost in thought alone. We clicked

relationship because it was not about blood; it was

was always Stella by my side, helping and supporting me, sharing tears and laughter with no conditions. Even after my death, she tirelessly sought the

truth.

to Stella, waving my hand as Eric

rev