Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 368



Bran leaned casually against the door frame, a sigh of relief escaping him when he saw Colin was okay. "A pair of lunatics..."

"Call the family doctor," Colin spoke with a chilling tone, his gaze heavy with warning towards Bran.

It was as if he was saying, this is the first time, let there not be a second.

Bran, clearly intimidated by Colin, straightened up. "I got it... I wouldn't really let her get hurt..."

Before Bran could finish, Colin had already grabbed a chair from the ground and hurled it with all his might.

I flinched, my breath hitching.

Luckily, Bran dodged in time, his own breathing fast and filled with shock as he looked at Colin.

His eyes held a complex mix of disappointment and hurt. "Caleb! For her, you keep doing this to me, damn it, I've had enough!"

Colin stood still, his fingers trembling slightly.

Disappointed and angry, Bran left.

I thought their friendship was over, but before long, Bran returned, head hung low, carrying a first aid kit and accompanied by a doctor. Bran huffed, standing off to the side with a mix of pride and defiance.

Colin ignored him, cold as ever.

let the doctor examine my

tetanus shot. "Be careful, no water on it for the next few days." Once the doctor had left and my wound was treated, Colin, still ignoring Bran, picked me up, intending to carry me back to the bedroom. Stubbornly, Bran followed, finally speaking

facade, looking very much the

"I don't want

to ignore

his own, even locked Colin in the basement, clearly

it enough that

yet

youthful frustration was evident; he had

him a little

to actually become so... clueless,"

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grumbled resentfully. B

with her, but suddenly she's like

Bran kept muttering.

glanced down at me, curled up in his arms and listening intently, then shot Bran a warning look. "She's fine

then huffed. "You're the odd one out, fancying a

to the room, he kicked

back to the bathroom, intending

I looked at him nervously, stopping

a red handprint on