Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 281

Chapter 281

The next moming, I was rudely awakened by the relentless barking of Coly.

“Ugh…” I moaned, feeling completely worn out from the restless sleep.

Stretching out with a yawn, I had half a mind to kick Colin, who was clinging to me like an octopus, right off the bed.

But with the wounds he was nursing, I held back.

– གཿ ཧ ཆ ང ད ང

Thinking about last night…

Just the thought made my cheeks flare with anger and embarrassment.

That guy, he never holds back when it comes to flirting or, well, getting frisky.

Like now, for instance. He didn’t seem to have any intention of getting up, continuing to playfully pester me instead.

“Phoebe… so sleepy,” Colin murmured groggily, tightening his grip around me from behind, his limbs a bit too restless for my liking.

“Colin, for heaven’s sake, it’s your granddad’s funeral today.” I swatted him on the forehead to make my point.

Colin grunted in discomfort, reluctantly giving in. “He wasn’t my granddad…”

I knew he still harbored resentment towards Brendan, but there were appearances to keep up with.

get up, Colin suddenly pulled

he pinned me beneath him, his smoldering gaze making my heart race. “What are

me, bending down to plant

good,” he

clearly displeased, as he headed to the shower, casting

little one

it wasn’t for the pregnancy, he’d have his way with me

I quietly slipped out of bed and

His back was to me; the scars from burns spread

touch the scars

moment, his long legs shifting as if

His voice was husky

“It’s not

my

time seeing them…” I shook my

asking about now but about the

it hurt back then?

Colin shook his head.

could it

get this one?” He turned off the shower, not wanting the cold water

to a scar about four centimeters long on the left side of his waist,

was silent, just gripping my fingers and taking a deep

“No, why?”

evident in his tone. His desires, freshly quenched with

something?” I asked

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