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.

documents and evidence to the police?"

be too obvious. I sent Mr. Larson

Larson?" my

His wife couldn't conceive, remember? You did their IVF treatment, so he's grateful to

father seemed to

who was

at my hair

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, to

Larson' with handing over some evidence

hand over the evidence

in that deliberate, severe

back to reality. I instinctively shut off my phone and turned around to find myself enveloped in

My breathing quickened.

the truth? Did Colin really

what my mother's journal

without my memories, I couldn't trust the journal alone. Because right now... I didn't trust my parents.

the truth came out,

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

powerful legs entwined me,

me from behind,

ears were burning, and something else was insistently pressing against my

I'll just rub a little. I won't

"Get lost."