Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 265

Outside, Dexter and Damian walked in.

Melody was in tears, desperately calling for Dexter to save her. “Dexter, she’s lost it. Save

me.”

Dexter was clearly taken aback. “Phoebe… put the lighter down.”

Damian, equally shocked, stepped forward. “Phoebe, take it easy, drop the lighter, take a deep breath. You don’t really want to hurt anyone, right?”

I glanced at Dexter and Damian, a sneer spreading across my face. “Wrong answer. I’m not looking to hurt a person.”

The moment the flame from the lighter neared Melody’s hair, the high–proof alcohol caught fire.

Melody screamed in terror, her hands frantically slapping at the flames in her hair, panic making her fall to the floor, crying out for help.

I stood there, detached, watching Melody’s tears and pleas.

Watching Dexter rush to smother the flames with a damp towel, watching Melody sob in Dexter’s arms.

Damian furrowed his brows, his gaze lingering on me for a long time.

“Dexter, she’s going to kill me; she wants me dead. Dexter, save me, please…” Melody continued to cry out, her hair singed, her face reddened by the flames, but, sadly, her beauty unmarred.

“You lunatic!” Melody screamed at me, out of her mind with terror. “Lunatic! You’re all

mad!”

I toyed with the lighter in my hand, ready to ignite it again, but Damian rushed over and snatched if away.

Damian seemed angry, his voice like he was trying to hypnotize me. “Phoebe! How can you do this? Would your parents be proud? If they could see you now, how heartbroken they would be!”

Suddenly, a ringing in my ears, a piercing sensation through my body as Damian touched me, my vision darkening, my consciousness starting to blur.

“Phoebe?”

“Phoebe!”

Just before I completely blacked out, I saw Dexter, anxious, holding Melody, rushing over to catch me. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

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Ridiculous, just as Stella said, he really was trying to have his cake…d eat it too.

Holding Melody in his arms, yet trying to reach out to me?

Disgusting!

“Dexter, it hurts, my face hurts so much.” Melody cried, clinging to Dexter, preventing him from coming any closer to me. She glared at me with a look of triumph as if she wished she could devour me.

And then, my consciousness was gone. Darkness enveloped me.

“Phoebe…”

‘Phoebe Caldwell…”

In my memories, after losing my parents in a car crash, I became quiet and withdrawn.

I moved from my home to the Fitzgerald family’s care.

“Dexter, Phoebe’s going to live with us now. She’s got her SATS this year. Make sure you look out for her.”

Dexter’s look was complex, indecipherable.

“You really don’t remember the kids from the orphanage?” I remember Dexter’s first question to me, filled with doubt.

“What orphanage?” I looked at him, clueless.

He didn’t respond, just turned away with a dark expression.

“Dexter… do you still mean it when you said you liked me?”

From that day on, I paid close attention to Dexter; he was all I could see. I didn’t understand why I felt like Dexter had once said he liked me.

He frowned at me. “What are you talking about?”

“You said it when you were a teenager… that you liked me, that you’d marry me when I grew up.” I said, feeling deflated.

Back then, I thought I was upset because Dexter had forgotten a childhood promise.

But it wasn’t that.

Because the one who made me that promise was never Dexter.

“What’s wrong with you? We were kids; how could those words ever count?” Dexter cursed and walked away.

Later, I started to care for him in silence. I would make his favorite desserts, his beloved

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mango tapioca pudding.

“Dexter, I made some mango tapioca. Try some…”

He pushed my hand away with disgust, looking at me angrily, but said nothing.

The housekeeper looked as if she wanted to speak but stopped herself.