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.

client, who had psychological issues, and transferred his own hatred onto the patient. The patient felt the psychologist’s rage and hatred as if it were his own, even

there in

and now I was

fly in the web, not

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

like a

to push me, to hasten me completing his task—to have Dexter marry me. But he

saw my end coming at the hands

an uncontrollable outcome this

clearly, said he found out his son’s disappearance might be linked to the deceased. After repeatedly being rebuffed when trying to find his son, he developed a murderous

like chance, but it

a case, cases behind cases, and even cases behind those. Following the trail, forwards or backwards,

the web of clues on the whiteboard and spoke up softly. “Two cases, a serial murder, and a dismemberment... It