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.

with his hand. "Phoebe Caldwell! How long are you going to follow his madness? I know you hate me,

face was

of me with tears in his eyes, took off his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves to show me the scars on his wrists. There were even more than the last time I saw them. Crisscrossed, they looked like self-harm, like

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 me, Phoebe, just say it." Dexter hugged me tightly, desperately. His voice was hoarse and choked. "Even

now? Why didn't you cherish her when she was alive?" I asked him, my voice rough. "God gave me another chance. I know you are

I beg you." He held me

for you

My voice was

Then let him die.

me

Why!

back into the seat, whispering, "Stop the car..." Dexter asked the

didn't even glance at Dexter, wanting to get out

been lying to you, using you, hurting you, even if what he did to you is a hundred, a thousand times

break down. He was trying so hard to find evidence that I didn't love Colin. And he was trying so hard