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.

listened to

some reason, I had this bad feeling. In Colin's

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

of himself as a

me go in

he already planned out this

that I'm Phoebe Caldwell? Didn't you say someone could only be Phoebe Caldwell if they

just

was a simple gesture, it comforted

felt so insecure, lacking made me

to pity me

his current demeanor was just to

your husband a genius? Why so little faith

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

noticing the slight bleeding from when

scooping me into his arms. I felt

being light, but him

the ordeal with Melody and the kidnapping drama, I was physically and emotionally

me on the bed

severe; my head ached terribly, and I was lost in a haze of

amnesia, do you

a drowsy state, I

feelings for