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?

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

eyes widened in

was Phoebe Caldwell’s father.

the one providing her with psychological counseling,” Damian said with a smile. He had the air of someone

side,

as if their probing eyes were studying a lab

it to me who you’re friends with

simply smiled. “Apologies for the

Dr. Damian, to help me

are institutions for that.” Damian remained silent, his

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Larson, Dexter smartly used my current name Instead of calling me Phoebe. Im sorry

shift to politeness threw me off. I snorted dismissively, wondering what he was

with Damian. His behavior was too abnormal,

sense of it?” As they rounded another corner, I stealthily

guess might be right,” replied

what should I

she’s stressed, she might choose to block out memories she doesn’t want to face. Through psychological guidance, we