Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 338

“Phoebe, you gotta aim high, rise above the crowd if you don't wanna get stepped on. Only then can you break free from all this…”

Damian’s voice was like a curse, echoing in my ears nonstop.

The guy was a lunatic, a true devil.

No wonder I have this amnesia—there's a good chance he's behind it.

“Is it possible... that with the combination of a car accident, hypnosis, medication, and other treatments, someone could forget certain memories and then have false ones implanted during hypnosis?” I asked quietly.

Now I seriously suspect that my belief in Dexter as my decade-long love was all a result of Damian's manipulation. He took advantage of my memory loss to mislead me, to sow errors in my own recollections.

“There's no denying that possibility,” Robin said gravely. “Three years ago, there was a case of a psychologist who induced his patient to commit murder on his behalf.

were his own, even becoming delusional, believing that it was the victim who had harmed him and his family. In a fit of rage, the patient

sat there

Damian, and now I was pretty sure of it.

just another fly in

Damian warned me about, that if I didn’t comply, he’d replace

was like a

to push me, to hasten me completing his task—to have Dexter marry me. But he hadn’t anticipated my untimely

never saw my end coming at

an uncontrollable outcome this was

muttered when he returned. “The guy confessed clearly, said he found out his son’s disappearance might be

like chance, but it was

cases behind those. Following the trail, forwards or backwards, there

softly. “Two cases, a serial murder, and a dismemberment... It looks like the mastermind behind them all was using the victims to