Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 270

He couldn’t settle until he saw his little girl safe inside her school building.

“Guess this necklace is worth something, huh?” But a few local thugs had snatched her backpack full of lunch money and the necklace she wore around her neck.

Phoebe cried, begging them to return the necklace. “It was my mom’s,” she sobbed.

Colin charged like a madman, but the thugs sped off on their motorcycles.

He watched his little girl cry and pick up her scattered books one by one from the ground.

“Don’t cry, Phoebe… please don’t cry.” He longed to go to her, to hold her.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

In the end, he couldn’t stand it. He hobbled over, reaching out to help her gather her books, but the gruesome, bloody wound on his hand frightened her.

He stood there numbly as his beloved girl ran away in terror.

Powerless and panicked, he hid his hand behind his back, opened his mouth to speak, then turned and fled.

That day, he found those punks.

Burning with fever, his body riddled with unhealed wounds, he fought to retrieve her necklace and her money.

He was no match for so many, and he felt pain too, but if he hadn’t been so reckless, gritting his teeth and landing punch after punch as though he wanted to kill the ringleader, they would never have returned the items.

Finally, he couldn’t hold on any longer and vomited blood, collapsing unconscious on the bloody concrete.

So cold.

at the murky sky. “Phoebe… I’m so

Outside the school.

bother her and bully

out of the school gates, she smelled a strong scent

looked up into Colin’s deep

afraid of scaring her, Colin wore gloves as he handed her the necklace

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then turned and

her mouth but ultimately said

left, heading

another man’s

fall in love with someone else.

as he slowly removed his gloves with his

severely burnt; how could he wear gloves…

took them off, it was like peeling away

want to frighten his

Phoebe, walk home with us?”

friends to walk

school lately; those punks are nowhere to

back. She didn’t know what she was looking for, what

got

looking toward the

hidden, lurking in the shadows,

again… and you’re dead.” Colin’s voice was hoarse as he pinned a

his foot.

gathering a

last, in the place where

a fight down there, Phoebe; let’s get out of here.