Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

In the emergency room, the air was thick with tension and antiseptic.

My hands were clasped together tightly as I silently prayed for Grandma Quella. Though she wasn’t my actual grandmother, I couldn’t ignore the fact that she had raised Foebe Larson, the girl whose identity I had inadvertently assumed.

The doctor emerged midway through the ordeal, a solemn look on his face as he prepared us for the worst and asked me to sign some documents. My heart raced, fear gnawing at me from

the inside.

“There’s no immediate danger to her life now,” the doctor finally said after what felt like an eternity. “We’ve moved her to a regular room for observation. Given her age and the 99% blockage in her cerebral artery, surgery isn’t advisable. Just make sure she gets plenty of care. It was a sudden heart attack this time. She’s lucky to have pulled through.”

I nodded, my thanks a mere whisper, and took my vigil beside the hospital bed.

“Your grandmother is going to be okay.” Dexter murmured, trying to soothe me.

how is this any of your business? She’s my grandmother,

with emotion, as if he was desperate to

frowned, his words stirring a wave of nausea.

read your journal. You think I don’t love you, that I despise you, that I don’t trust you.” With his gaze lowered, Dexter continued speaking, seemingly more to

Pathetic.

as he reached for my wrist. “You were so against the arranged marriage, so unwilling to marry me. It was you who had

pulling my hand away. “Dexter, you’re full of yourself. If Phoebe Caldwell ever loved you, that would

hung his head, weighed down by a guilt that seemed to drain his strength. “I

his explanations were weak and

her delirium, calling out the names

Chapter 230

the Larson family chose not to pursue the matter

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