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?

a childhood buddy of Edward Caldwell, we grew up together, best of friends.” It was as

widened

was Phoebe Caldwell’s father.

counseling,” Damian said with a smile. He had the air of

to the side,

felt annoyed, as if their probing eyes were studying a

friends with or whose doctor you are?” I

simply smiled. “Apologies for the

my mother who found Dr.

there are institutions for that.” Damian remained silent, his smile gentle yet somehow

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Instead of calling me Phoebe. Im sorry for mistaking

to politeness threw me off. I snorted dismissively,

again, leaving with Damian. His behavior was too abnormal, making

another corner, I stealthily followed to overhear Dexter’s question to

might be right,” replied

what should I do then?”

has a strong sense of self. When she’s stressed, she might choose to block out memories she doesn’t want to face. Through psychological