Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 372



"What's going on here?"

"Just when I was about to leave, Colin grabbed my wrist.

Outside, Bran tried to come in but Colin kicked the door shut on him, locking Bran out with a loud bang.

Colin was fuming, and honestly, it scared me a bit.

"What are you trying to do...?" I had no clue what Colin had in mind...

"I want to keep you hidden... locked in the basement, where only I know you exist." Colin's voice was husky, filled with a suppressed emotion.

He cornered me, his presence and gaze more intense than I'd ever seen.

To be honest, this side of Colin scared me.

It reminded me of those stories my mom wrote in her diary about him locking Phoebe Caldwell in the basement, keeping her captive and tormenting her.

"You... you're not serious, are you?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Colin pulled me into his embrace and sighed. "Phoebe... I just want you to have a normal life, with friends like Stella, a regular... husband, kids, three meals a day, happiness, and safety."

"No matter the cost..." Colin murmured softly.

That must be his biggest wish.

I listened

this bad feeling. In

life, with friends, a normal husband, kids, three meals a day... but

always thought of himself as a

let me go in

planned out this so-called

a sudden panic and instinctively clung tighter to Colin's shirt. "Don't you doubt that I'm

didn't answer, just gently

a simple gesture, it comforted

I felt so insecure, lacking made me

to pity me

said stubbornly, afraid his current

husband a genius? Why so little faith in

my heart, numb as it was, could still skip a beat

noticing the slight bleeding from when I had angrily walked away

scooping me into his arms. I felt

wasn't me being light, but him

ordeal with Melody and the kidnapping

the bed when I drifted off

my head ached terribly, and

do you

drowsy state, I

feelings for