Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 267

“Phoebe?”

“Phoebe…”

My consciousness slowly returned, and I could hear someone calling my name.

It was Dexter.

“Damian, what’s wrong with her? She looks… off,” Dexter asked with an anxious edge to

his voice.

“Did you give her the medication I prescribed on time?” Damian inquired.

“I made sure she took it at the exact hour every day. There’s no mistake.”

“Memory erasure and reconstruction isn’t an overnight process. She shouldn’t be experiencing amnesia right now. If she’s forgotten, be careful – it might be an act. You need to keep reinforcing the psychological suggestions, keep stimulating her environment, and don’t skip the medication. Bring her to the clinic on schedule for hypnotherapy and electroconvulsive therapy,” Damian instructed seriously.

Dexter fell silent for a moment before speaking. “Damian, is this fair to her?”

“Her mother wanted her to live an ordinary life, just like any other child. She’s ill; she needs treatment,” Damian insisted firmly.

But Dexter hesitated. “Is she really Phoebe? Do souls really cross over to other bodies?”

to ask yourself: who

her to be?”

Dexter a long time to reply. “Phoebe. I want Phoebe to come back.”

simply grunted. “Then do as I’ve told

I opened my eyes, Damian had

the bed. Seeing me awake, he was both excited

looked at him and said, “Dexter, I’d like some mango

paused, then nodded. “I’ll have someone

the housekeeper brought the mango tapioca

He coaxed, trying to

“I remember how much you love mango tapioca pudding.”

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fingers stiffened noticeably, and he whispered,

I want you

looked at the mangoes in the bowl and

voice was hoarse as I confronted him. “You’re not my lover, yet you pretend to be him, leading me to form false memories, mistrusting and tormenting

aback, his gaze shifting from shock to confusion as he

broke out in

supposed to have amnesia, I didn’t see the point in

anymore.