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.

suggested to Samuel?” Eric asked, a cold smile playing on his

involuntarily took a deep breath,

this type of horsewhip, the kind they use in the stables. It doesn’t leave much of a mark, but it hurts like hell. Advised him to beat my sister until she

he… he beat my sister. It was a double tragedy.” Eric’s voice was eerily calm, as if he had

let go. He harbored a

he spoke, the more I was convinced that Eric had played a role in the

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

apologize, Ma’am.

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11:35

I pressed, sensing there was

We were kindred spirits; his eyes reminded me of my sister’s. I dedicated myself to making it up

alluded to meeting Colin, but I sensed an undertone

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