Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 344

Ethan's gaze wasn't that of a father looking at his son. It was more like he was staring at a lunatic, a monster.

But there was also a hint of pity...

Ethan seemed to feel sorry for Colin.

But it was far from pure paternal love; it seemed tinged with a complex mix of emotions.

Underneath the photograph, my mother had noted that Zero's emotional turmoil appeared to be more intense than Phoebe's, with possible tendencies towards violence and abuse, but it wasn't yet confirmed, requiring further observation.

Suddenly, my head throbbed painfully, and a voice echoed in my mind.

"Phoebe, you can't have children of your own."

"Phoebe... I'm sorry, darling, but there's something wrong with your and Colin's genetics."

"Shirley, what are you telling the child?"

In my memories, my mother's voice was laden with guilt, my father's voice was scolding, and then the sound of packing.

"Don't burden the child with negative emotions, act normal, don't give anything away. I'll put the bags in the car. After the ceremony at the orphanage today, we'll leave Sea City."

My mother was sobbing, holding me tight. "Phoebe... I'm so sorry, darling, it's all my fault."

"We don't have much time. He has eyes everywhere. We need to leave," my father urged.

give all the documents and evidence to the police?" my mother

too obvious. I sent Mr. Larson

Larson?" my mother

His wife couldn't conceive, remember? You did their

memory, my father seemed to

was

hair as my

discern that on the day of the car accident, my parents were unusually tense. They seemed to be planning to evade someone, to take me and

Larson' with handing

that 'Mr. Larson' had betrayed my father's trust. He didn't hand

my parents ended up in that deliberate,

back to reality. I instinctively shut off my

My breathing quickened.

Dexter telling the truth? Did Colin

that's what my

couldn't trust the journal alone. Because right now... I didn't trust my parents.

came out, I couldn't

dizzy." Colin wrapped his arms around me and we tumbled under the covers, where he began

long, powerful legs entwined me, leaving no

He held me from

were burning, and something else was insistently pressing

I'll just rub a

"Get lost."