Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 321

"She won't go with you."

At the doorway, Colin stood in his hospital gown, his voice hoarse.

His chest heaved as his burning gaze implored me not to leave with Dexter.

Dexter shot Colin a warning look. "Caleb, let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

I pushed past Dexter and planted my feet firmly, my voice low and resolute. "Mr. Fitzgerald, my fate is none of your concern. Never have, never will. I'm not Phoebe, and you don't need to project your guilt onto me. I hope to avoid any further entanglement in the future."

My stance was too clear, and it seemed to wound Dexter deeply.

He looked at me with a complex gaze, a bitter smile on his lips. "So this is what it feels like to be distrusted. Phoebe, are you getting back at me?"

He was tasting the bitterness Phoebe had once endured.

"You're overthinking it," I frowned, finding Dexter quite bothersome.

Perhaps it's just human nature to be prejudiced. No matter what I did in the past, Dexter refused to trust me. Now, whatever Dexter says, I can't bring myself to believe him outright.

"When will you see him for what he really is?

think he's been wandering all these years? Why would Eric help him? How

a fool, a vagabond, the Langleys

pointed at Colin, desperately trying to convince me

Colin, who seemed flustered, bowing

business." I warned Dexter to stop fixating on

memory? Have you never questioned why you're avoiding him, why you fell for me... if you truly loved him

hurt you once. I was just conflicted about my own feelings back then. I never intended to use you or hurt you. All along... I was just running away, scared that you loved me only because of your amnesia.

that his past avoidance

I wouldn't hurt you," he said,

I didn't

lying, but not lying

equals three. He wasn't lying, but his answer wasn't the truth

looked at me in panic, standing there barefooted in his haste, his entire being reminiscent of a discarded, broken

why did I choose to

is akin to

the me from the past

eyes reddened as he

it was my decision, he wouldn't oppose it, but he would be heartbroken, shattered