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 quite

her away to give her a better life. Yet, every time,

numerous times, but she was adamant

stunned for a moment,

with Colin, I stared out the window, my mind filled with my mother's journal entries. She wrote that Colin had a violent streak, that

was eighteen? Did you imprison and abuse me? Is that

at

read the journal.

his grip on

"If I say no, would

believe me?" .net

who was it?" I asked, wanting to

again, he averted

Avoiding the question again...

a bitter laugh, pulling

photos showed me barely alive, my wrists

fathom what I

a murderer. Colin was shielding a criminal, the

Colin reached out to me

But I stepped back.