Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 367



Rushing home, I scrambled out of the car and bolted for the basement.

Coly, trapped in its cage, was going berserk, clearly sensing its owner's distress and unease.

Panic surged within me, my foot wound reopened, spilling blood, and I tumbled down the stairs. Agony engulfed me, and I couldn't hold back the tears.

Gritting my teeth against the pain, I hobbled towards the basement.

Fear began to grip me.

Noise from the basement, like Colin throwing things around, wouldn't scare me. But silence did.

Bran had mentioned, Colin could hurt himself.

I didn't understand why I was so worried, it felt like a voice inside me insisted, "Save him, save him."

Fumbling with the doorknob, my fingers trembling, I twisted off the wire lock and pushed the door open.

The moment the door swung open, the smell of blood hit me.

saw Colin

lost his mind, destroying everything in the room,

couch, his fingers still dripping blood, as if exhausted from his

He was hurting himself.

I called out

upon seeing me, his

though he did nothing wrong, he always felt the need to

yourself." My

Colin murmured,

his wrist, the battered wound on the back of his

me anxiously, stripping off my jacket and draping his own

gaze fell on my swollen ankle, a

here, a policewoman

gaze frantically scanned me, noticing the blood

expression turning fierce. "I'll

own doing." I pulled Colin towards me, cupping his face, forcing him to look at me. "Phoebe Caldwell... you were hurt by those people at

In my faded memories.

said they had drugged Phoebe Caldwell too. Attempting to

burned into me as he

eyes were filled with murderous

whispered. "Back then, it was Melody who tricked you. You knew she