Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 437

Chapter 437

Chapter 437

My face darkened as I frowned at Annora. She locked eyes with me, seemingly unfazed by my discovery. "Phoebe?" Colin whispered to me.

I snapped back to reality, standing up straight. "Go find an exit, see if you can figure out a way to call for help."

With a deep look at me, Colin nodded and left, pulling Finn and Bran by the arm.

Meanwhile, Robin was holding Stella in a patch of sunlight, visibly worried as he inspected her wound.

"Robin... if I die, would you put 'Wife of Robin' on my tombstone?" Stella's voice was weak and hoarse, her sense of humor still intact even in such dire circumstances.

Robin pressed down on her wound, trying to calm her. "You're not going to die... absolutely not."

Tears welled up in Stella's eyes. "I don't want to die. I haven't even gotten married, haven't had a boyfriend... I'm still single."

Seeing Stella like this, Robin was pretty sure she wasn't going to die yet.

wound. It wasn't deep but was

to die?" Stella sobbed

you're not dying," Robin reassured her

was somewhat okay for the moment,

still watching me, a

on her own hand, she must have known I

grabbed Annora by her

her against the wall, her

my grip around her neck, gradually increasing the

provocative sneer on her face. "You

my eyes cold with intent to

struggled, gasping for

sure had the strength to kill your own husband and hang him from the ceiling. How did you manage

how, on the seventeenth floor, someone would die

she

said, her voice cold and

the purpose behind all this?" I

'god', one that will cleanse this world," Annora spoke with a delusional