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.

the documents and evidence to the police?" my

be too obvious. I sent Mr.

Mr. Larson?" my

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

my father seemed to place

who was Mr.

my hair

my parents were unusually

Larson' with

He didn't hand over the evidence to the police;

my parents ended up in that deliberate, severe car accident on the overpass with

Colin's whiny voice pulled me back to reality. I instinctively shut off my phone and turned around to find myself enveloped in his

My breathing quickened.

the truth? Did Colin really imprison and abuse

least, that's what my

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

the truth came out, I couldn't

his arms around me and we tumbled under

me, leaving no chance for

me from behind,

was insistently pressing against my lower back. That

rub a little. I won't

"Get lost."