Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 248

Dexter’s injuries should have mostly heated by now, since trouble always had a way of sticking around for a lifetime. He was walking alongside a middle–aged man, engaged in a conversation about something I couldn’t make out.

As they turned the corner, he caught sight of me, hesitated, as if he had something to say but thought better of it

I ignored him, but my gaze lingered on the middle–aged man, causing a strange tightness in my cheat. There was something too familiar about him.

Who was this man?

tracked my brain trying to place the middle–aged man, but his face eluded me.

He noticed me too and approached with a smile.

Instinctively, I resisted, my body tensing as I prepared to flee.

His scrutinizing gaze seemed to pierce through me. “Good day, Miss Larson, I’m Damian, a psychologist.”

I paused, taken aback.

A psychologist?

was as if he intended for me to overhear, emphasizing his special bond with

widened

was Phoebe Caldwell’s father.

fell ill as a child, and I was the one providing her with psychological counseling,” Damian said with a smile. He had the air of someone seasoned by life, but

to the side, observing my

were studying a

with or whose doctor

“Apologies for the intrusion.”

my mother who found Dr. Damian, to help me with some psychological counseling.”

you gone mad? If you’re insane, there are institutions

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Dexter smartly used my current name Instead of calling me Phoebe. Im sorry for mistaking you for Phoebe Caldwell. I apologize for the inconvenience.”

I snorted dismissively, wondering what he

bothered you,” Dexter apologized again, leaving with Damian. His behavior was too abnormal, making me suspect something was amiss. My left eyelid twitched

it?” As they rounded another corner, I stealthily followed to overhear

might be right,” replied

should I do then?”

sense of self. When she’s stressed, she might choose to block out memories