Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 268

I’m not eating that,” I said with disgust, glaring at him.

I remember waking up on my eighteenth birthday, having forgotten all about Colin. Since then, I’ve been force–fed these pills that dulled my senses, caged my spirit, and ripped out my fangs one by one.

“Phoebe, you’ll take it. I won’t let you remember him. You’ll be just an ordinary girl, staying by my side. I’ll protect you. We’ll get married and have kids. We’ll have a beautiful future,” he pleaded softly, squatting beside the bed. “Phoebe, you’re hurting too, aren’t you?”

He pressed the pill to my lips. “Be a good girl, Phoebe.”

“You’re disgusting,” I spat out.

“Phoebe, Caleb’s not dead, but he’s badly injured. My men found him before the Langley family could…” Dexter’s gaze darkened, his voice turning icy cold.

The same old threats.

My voice quivered. “You think I’d believe you?”

“Look.” He flaunted his smartphone, showing me Colin, bloodied and barely hanging on to life. “He’s got a strong will to survive.”

Dexter kept up his threats.

“I’ll take it.” I snatched the pill from his hand and swallowed it down.

Dexter didn’t trust me. He pinched my cheeks, checking to make sure I really did swallow before letting go.

better,” he believed wholeheartedly that

is screaming about taking

housekeeper ran in, panicked.

at

glanced at me, troubled as always, but then chose

dog returning to its vomit, he professed his love for me, then turned back to his

trying to throw up the pills. But it was too

out.

pills, hiding them under my tongue. This time, I had no

10:23

must have contained sedatives because I felt drowsy and collapsed onto the

I’d forget upon waking, nor did I

tomorrow.

in Dexter’s clutches; he was badly injured.

I mustn’t forget.

to find a way to tell Stella and Robin that

*Phoebe?”

a daze, I heard a hoarse

window must’ve been open, a chilly breeze wafting

my forehead. “Phoebe, I’m taking

shall we

forget me again…