Chapter 221

“Took off?” I frowned, wondering what on earth Dexter was up to now.

“Did he swing by your place?” Stella inquired.

“Nope, I’ve been…” I was shacked up in a villa that Colin had rented on the outskirts of town. Dexter wouldn’t have a clue where to find me, unless he went to the Langley Mansion?

“What if he showed up at the Langley Mansion?” I bolted upright, got up and changed my shoes, “The guy better not be kicking the bucket on the Langley family’s doorstep. Talk about a bad

omen.

After hanging up, Stella and I both made a beeline for the Langley estate. Sure enough, we found Dexter barely on his feet at the entrance.

What was he thinking, leaving the hospital and his cozy bed to come see me?

Dexter was as pale as a ghost, and when he saw me, he slumped against the wall, “Phoebe Caldwell.”

He was calling me “Phoebe“?

The guy had lost it, looking for a stand–in again.

My brows furrowed, “Dexter, if you’re gonna die, at least don’t do it on my doorstep.”

then suddenly pulled me

sorry.

my anger flaring up as I stared at him, “What’s

a wound in his abdomen. “I shouldn’t have doubted you,” he seemed convinced I was Phoebe, like Colin, looking for some fragile hope to

person,”

dying,

his words low.

through me,

he think he

own words, as if it was all just a dream. But he was stubborn,

a deep breath,

hoarse.

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Chapter 241

his guilt towards her by making it

Dexter’s gaze burned into me, his hand reaching out desperately, “Phoebe, come

was pleading, begging me to use

upon a time, I would have done anything for him, and he treated me like I was poison. And now he

him.

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