Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 353



Jaxon looked at me, his mocking smile slowly morphing into a mask of terror. "Phoebe Caldwell..."

The fact that he called out Phoebe Caldwell meant he knew me, and seeing me struck fear into his heart.

"You... you didn't die..." Jaxon's voice was laced with fear as he scrambled away from me, suddenly making a mad dash for it.

I blinked, turning to Colin. "He seems really scared of me."

Colin took my hand, whispering, "He's mistaken you for someone else. Let's go home."

"Thank you," Jaxon's wife muttered, her body bruised and battered, a trickle of blood staining her lips.

“He's abusive. You can call the cops or get a divorce," I said softly, not wanting to meddle too much, and turned to leave with Colin.

"There comes a time when enough is enough," I faintly heard Zoe say behind us.

When I looked back, she was still standing there, foolishly comforting the battered woman.

"Colin," I said, trailing behind him, feeling puzzled by his attitude towards Zoe. "Zoe is Carter's sister, right? You could easily pull her out of this mess, even if she disagrees."

has their own path in life, and

frowned, not

refuses it. I even had people forcibly take her away to give her a better life. Yet, every time,

times, but she was adamant about living her

stunned for a

filled with my mother's journal entries.

you take me away when I was eighteen? Did you imprison and abuse me? Is that true?"

glanced at me,

had read the

grip on

"If I say

believe me?" .net

was it?" I asked, wanting to

again, he

Avoiding the question again...

said with a

photos showed me barely alive, my wrists

fathom

murderer. Colin was shielding a criminal,

reached out

But I stepped back.