Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 262

Melody’s forehead was adorned with a bandage, making her look fragile and innocent.

Her voice was choked with emotion, barely above a whisper. “Dexter.”

Dexter was visibly irritated and snapped at Stella, “This is none of your business; you’ve got no right to stick your nose in my affairs. I’d advise you to stop agitating her!”

I hid behind the door, listening until the hallway fell silent, then made my way to the window to watch Stella and Robin walk away.

Dexter had a point; the Langley residence was no longer safe, but here, here was a temporary sanctuary.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Someone rapped on the door.

Without waiting for an invitation, they barged in.

It was Melody.

stood there, probing cautiously. “Foebe? You don’t seriously believe… that

“What are you talking about? Who’s

her hands clenched tight. “Foebe, cut the act! You’re not Phoebe; you never were. Damian’s hypnotherapy never worked

help but laugh. “Aren’t you the clever one?”

it’s true. You’ve

just playing my part, giving Dexter what he wanted the perfect Phoebe,” I said with

your sights on Dexter, aren’t you? I won’t let you succeed. I’ll protect Dexter.”

with a smirk, my hand reaching

wasn’t dead. He was

with terror as she struggled in vain; she was no match for

strangle

snap her neck, and it would

in a mimicry of the old Melody, covering my face and shaking my head with

turned to stone, a surge of anger directed at Melody.

her throat, panic–stricken, looking at

it, she is Foebe with

Dexter slapped Melody across the face.

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