Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 244

Walking beside me, Eric made his way through the backyard, his footsteps deliberate amid the neglected garden.

As he casually plucked a weed from the earth, a wry smile crossed his lips. “My sister, she was a true beauty. Marrying into the Langley family was like winning the lottery for Samuel. Everyone said he was the lucky one.”

Back then, for Eric and his sister, being accepted into the Langleys was like reaching the stars.

I stared at Eric in disbelief. Samuel had been married, and I had never imagined that his wife was Eric’s sister.

“If I hadn’t been working as Brendan’s right hand, Samuel probably wouldn’t have had the chance to get close to my sister,” Eric said with a sneer. “Guess he thought by winning me over, he could curry favor with Brendan. Too bad, Samuel turned out to be a real piece of

work.”

His gaze fell upon my belly, and I felt a chill down my spine. “When my sister was six months pregnant, the hormonal changes… they took a toll on her. She lost her figure, looked run–down. Samuel, he couldn’t stand that she wasn’t the fresh young thing he married. He spent his days and nights out on the town, dazzled by some starlet. Even with his father’s disapproval, he wanted a divorce. But she was six months along. What was she supposed to do?”

Pregnancy usually meant a woman could refuse a divorce, and Samuel was trapped by that.

Eric asked, a cold smile

breath,

mark, but it hurts like hell. Advised him to beat my sister until she agreed to the divorce. She said domestic disputes were

came home drunk and he… he beat my sister. It was a double tragedy.” Eric’s voice was eerily

He hadn’t let go. He harbored a deep–seated hatred for

more I was convinced that Eric had played a role in the downfall

truth. If it hadn’t been for a Langley housemaid risking it all to give me the footage she’d caught, I would’ve thought my sister was

“I apologize, Ma’am. I shouldn’t have burdened you

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happened after?” I pressed, sensing there was more to the

the young master Caleb out of the psychiatric facility. We were kindred spirits; his eyes reminded me of my sister’s. I dedicated myself to making it up to him,

to meeting Colin, but I sensed an

comeuppance. He played too rough, damaged himself beyond repair, became incapable of fatherhood. He also injured his spine, and now