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.

unexpectedly as I listened to his

bad feeling. In Colin's wish for me,

with friends, a normal husband,

of himself as

me go

planned out this

I'm Phoebe Caldwell? Didn't

answer, just gently patted my

a simple gesture,

so insecure, lacking

to

said stubbornly, afraid his current demeanor

your husband a genius? Why so little faith

paused, realizing that my heart, numb as it was,

the slight bleeding from when I had angrily walked away

visibly upset, scooping me into his arms. I

being light, but him being

and the kidnapping drama, I was physically and emotionally

just laid me on the bed when

head ached terribly, and I was lost in a haze

amnesia, do you think she

state, I heard someone talking to

for