Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 229

Colin looked at me with his best impression of an innocent puppy, “Phoebe, my hand hurts.”

He had cunningly convinced the nurse to put an IV in his less–injured hand and then played the pain card with me.

Was I really supposed to wait on him hand and foot? To the point of unzipping his jeans? Suddenly, Finn’s words echoed in my mind. “Keep acting; nobody does it better than you.” Colin’s eyes were rimmed with red. “Phoebe, you’re my wife.”

“Enough!” I steeled my heart. After all, he was injured saving me, and the doctor’s orders were bed rest, so wait on him I must.

I grabbed the supplies the nurse sent us. Blushing furiously, I pulled the privacy curtain around us and reached out. “You can manage on your-

“My hand hurts.”

I gritted my teeth and threatened. “Caleb, don’t push it.”

He looked at me, the picture of innocence. I felt like a pufferfish, all puffed up with indignation as I helped him…

Then I heard he say, “Phoebe, I don’t need to pee anymore.”

Could I strangle him?

“Phoebe, you’re too rough; you’ve scared it.”

“Caleb!”

minutes of ear–twisting education, Colin finally conceded with the air of a scolded

it’ll help you heal faster.” *Phoebe.” Colin looked like he was cooking up some mischief when

Dexter, looming like a ghost she couldn’t

I forget that Dexter’s room was

wound is killing me. Could you

see Dexter; I just wanted to ignore Colin’s

up, tugging at his bandage to

08:07

shut up, so I steeled myself

wasn’t hurting anymore as he pulled me into a

the door, Dexter stiffened, his eyes darkening as they were fixed on

tension in the room dropped to freezing levels. He was

I straightened up quickly to see a heartbroken

up and about already? Quite

there.”

could be out of bed with such serious injuries, why was Colin still bedridden over a few

a bit flustered. “Can we

refused flat out.

would work best- a threat. “I’m sorry, Foebe: your grandma’s taken ill. She’s been