Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 324

Finn was frustrated but dared not raise his voice, murmuring under his breath, “Man, you're one heck of an actor. When your wife was out cold, you were strutting around like some kind of avenging angel, doctors were scared stiff of you. Now you're bawling like you've been dealt the worst hand in life.”

Colin said nothing, just stood there crying with tears falling on his shirt without bothering to wipe them away – it made him look so pitiful that I felt like I was the one in the wrong.

With his large eyes and long lashes, those teardrops were like magnets for sympathy – I almost apologized on instinct.

But then I thought, why should I? It wasn’t my fault; he had been playing dumb all this time.

“Cut it out!” I threatened.

Colin looked up at me, his voice choked with emotion. “Phoebe… don’t be mad at me.”

Stunned silence fell over Stella, Finn, and Robin – their stares seemed to scold me silently, pleading for me to lay off the poor guy.

He was getting all the sympathy.

a woman, he'd be the queen of

my gaze, pulling out my phone from my pocket and logging into my parents’

it with a perplexed look. “I get why parents would dote on their kid, noting down every milestone from the day they’re born, but Phoebe’s folks… documenting from

continued, “I mean, that’s understandable too, but this method of recording, it feels off, doesn’t

the minute,

closer look. “Seriously… this doesn’t look like someone charting a child’s growth – it’s more like data from a lab

handed me

at

side, covering my ears. “Don’t listen, don’t look. Phoebe,

let on, and he wasn’t planning to share, not even

his silence a way to

realization. “I knew there

this is how I’d record – today’s reaction, same time tomorrow, the rat’s condition, and so on, for months, sometimes even monitoring slow-acting drugs for

fingers tingled as I instinctively sought solace