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.

you give all the documents and evidence to the police?"

be too obvious. I sent Mr. Larson

we trust Mr. Larson?" my mother sounded

his life. His wife couldn't conceive, remember? You

the memory, my father seemed to place great

was

my hair as my headache

but I could discern that on the day of the car accident, my parents were unusually tense. They seemed to be planning to evade someone,

entrusted 'Mr. Larson' with handing over some evidence to the

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

deliberate, severe car

shut off my phone and turned

My breathing quickened.

truth? Did Colin really imprison and abuse

that's what

memories, I couldn't trust the journal alone. Because right

truth came out, I couldn't even trust

and we tumbled

entwined me, leaving no

me from behind, slowly tightening

were burning, and something else was insistently

rub a little. I won't

"Get lost."