Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 355



Dexter froze for a moment. "Phoebe..."

I stared at Dexter, tearing the letter into tiny pieces. "None of this matters anymore. Phoebe is dead."

The past doesn't matter anymore.

All I know is when I deliberately walked away just now, seeing Colin in such agony, my heart ached. It felt like it was being torn apart.

"I need to get out of the car," I told Dexter to stop.

But Dexter showed no intention of stopping.

"Stop the car!" I lost control of my emotions, trying to force open the car door.

Caldwell! How long are you going to follow his madness? I know you hate

was filled

to push him away, but he let go of me with tears in his eyes, took off his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves

myself too..." Dexter's voice was hoarse, choked. "I don't know how to make you believe me. You tell me what do you want me to do for you to forgive

point of doing this now? Why didn't you cherish her when she was alive?" I asked him, my voice rough. "God gave me

I beg you." He held me tight, pleading

need to do for

My voice was hoarse, deep, filled with

Then let him die.

me like that

Why!

then slowly let go. He slumped back into the seat, whispering, "Stop

even glance at Dexter, wanting

you, hurting you, even if what he did to you is

hard to find evidence that I didn't love Colin. And he was trying so hard to find evidence that Colin had hurt me. He thought,