Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 315

"Colin..." My voice was hoarse as I called out his name.

He was landing punch after punch on Julian's face, completely unhinged.

The thugs were petrified by Colin's ferocity; those who tried to intervene were swiftly knocked to the ground by his baton.

In that moment, he was a beast stripped of humanity, driven only by a primal urge to kill them all.

"Colin..." I called his name again, desperate to snap him back to sanity.

The last thing I wanted was for him to be dragged back to some psychiatric ward.

Perhaps he heard my plea, because Colin's body stiffened and he dropped the baton, stumbling towards me drenched in blood.

He collapsed, pulling me into a fierce embrace, shielding my eyes with his hands, shaking and bewildered like a child who knew he'd done wrong. "Phoebe... don't... don't look, please don't look..."

Tears streamed down my face as my dress soaked up the blood.

"My stomach... it hurts so much."

Was I destined to never have a child?

At first, I only wanted this baby to secure an heir for the Langley family, to wield the Langley power and Brendan's social standing to do what I wanted. To escape that room, to unearth the truth...

But gradually, as a mother-to-be attending prenatal checkups, I began to accept and even anticipate the arrival of this little one.

Instinctively shielding my belly in times of danger, tapping into every maternal instinct to protect him.

I could

"Phoebe..."

consciousness was slipping away; I could

was laced with

to him and why he had to endure so

own

it take for him to just live

did it

kill him?" I watched as Colin set me down, picked up the

etched across Julian's face as he attempted to fight

but he was also skilled, each strike targeting

for the count; no one could save him

you can't

scream shattered the

to stop Colin, but the pain

"Phoebe! Caleb!"

burst open, and Finn and Robin

a glance back, Colin delivered a

lifting my hand, but

...

didn't know how

dreams, I saw a baby being

child again, but the kidnapper moved swiftly, and no matter how hard I tried, I

hate myself. I should be the one

this is my

all. Can you hide me,