Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 446



My breathing deepened, my gaze trembling as I looked at Colin.

Colin's eyes met mine, burning with intensity.

He knew the old Phoebe was devoid of emotions. She didn't know happiness, pain, despair, or what a broken heart felt like...

She didn't even have the instinct to protect herself.

But now, I understood... I was starting to feel.

When I found out Dexter had spoken to the police about me hurting Melody, I wondered, what was Melody's end goal? Could she use this as leverage against me, or indirectly harm Colin? So no matter what the police said about me, I could remain silent. But the moment Colin was mentioned... I instinctively started to protect myself.

"Phoebe... you've always been wonderful, in every way... don't force yourself," Colin said, wrapping his arms around me tightly, his voice hoarse and shaking.

He knew how hard I had tried... tried to be normal.

But humans have emotions, selfishness is a nature, and lying is a possibility.

Everyone has flaws and weaknesses, nobody's invincible.

And it's these complex and varied elements that make up 'humanity', a group of high intelligence that stands above all other life forms on Earth. So, when I found myself lying instinctively, I was shocked, and surprised.

I looked at my hands, then at Colin.

In my recovered memories, the me before amnesia felt like an outsider in this world.

But after losing my memory, it was like I stumbled into a role-playing game as a novice, blundering through life without remembering that I wasn't a 'normal person', experiencing pain and disappointment.

I had to admit, I was 'grateful' to Dexter. Without this episodic teaching, I wouldn't be who I am now.

I was like an ancient tree that had been dead for ages, suddenly sprouting new buds, slowly clearing its channels, growing branches.

But, it was a long process.

This world had too many challenges for me to experience...

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound came from the door of the hospital room, and standing there was a tall man in a suit.

He was handsome, at least by myNôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

standards, somewhat resembling Colin but not quite, with a distinguished air about him, similar to Dexter, clearly a high-ranking corporate executive with both talent and capability.

I guessed he was the successor Henry had been nurturing outside, preferring him over his own son, Julian Langley, treating Julian like a disposable pawn.

"Brother," the man gave Colin a sincere smile, seemingly non-threatening.

But my keen senses picked up the danger emanating from every pore of his body!

And I had a strong premonition that this man was no simple character...

"Is this my sister-in-law? Hi, I'm Matthew Langley," he said, walking over with a basket of fruits, extending his hand in a gesture of friendliness.

I frowned, looking up at him.

Due to my concerns about Henry potentially harming Colin, I had looked into this Matthew. Being a prodigy was just the least

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Now, I suspected he might be a gically engineered human.

What worried me more was his upbringing in an aggressive capitalist environment...

Colin might not be a match for him.

"You've got the wrong place," I was

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about to speak when Colin cut off Matthew's words, his presence chilling the air instantly. "Out the door, turn right, straight ahead, down the stairs. If you can't make it to the morgue on your own, I'd be happy to direct you to the crematorium."

Colin, when dealing with Dexter, an 'enemy', could be childish and loud because he never saw Dexter as a competitor on his level.

But this man was different.

His danger level was like the pheromones high-ranking animals in the wild compare, instantly putting the apex predators on high alert and sending out the same danger signals.