Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58 

Do I really have to accept my fate like this? 

“Is there really… no other way?” I asked in a hushed tone. 

“There is…” Colin’s gaze was piercing. 

For a moment, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was not just smart, but cunning like a fox lying in wait, ready to spring a trap on me. 

Maybe it was just an illusion? I thought I was the hunter and he was the prey. 

*Tomato juice can make a pregnancy test show a false positive. It could fool them for a while, but the Langley family has a family doctor. They’ll take you out for a blood test, and then there’s no hiding it, unless you’re certain you can escape once you leave this room,” Colin said seriously. 

But mentioning this method was as good as not mentioning it at all. 

I opened my mouth to speak, but I had no confidence. I didn’t even know what the outside world. looked like. “How do you know so much? What was your major at Kingstone University?” 

Colin was silent, not responding. 

My stomach growled with hunger, but I stubbornly refused to eat. 

As I carefully sorted through Foebe’s memories, I discovered that before marrying Colin, the Larson family had investigated him. 

Chemistry major, with minors in medicine, finance, computer science, and fluent in German, Italian, Japanese, French, English, and Arabic… 

A rare genius. 

Indeed, a very, very rare one. 

Holding my head, I glanced at Colin. Such a genius, and yet the Langley family treated him so poorly. No wonder the Langley family wanted to preserve his genes; they were truly exceptional 

“Do you… want a child?” Colin looked up at me. He seemed to have no qualms about this topic. no sense of shame. 

I choked on his words. “Give me a moment to think.” 

He nodded and checked the time. “You have eight hours to decide. Any later and the chance of conception will decrease.” 

I collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly defeated. What sins had I committed… 

I couldn’t even dare to close my eyes; memories of the past would surface. Those memories were like hell, endlessly tormenting and consuming my soul. 

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Chapter 58 

“Phoebe, eat something, an egg. It’s good for you,” Colin said, peeling a whole egg and handing 

it to me. 

Worried I might be put off, he quickly added, “I washed my hands.” 

I took the egg from him and devoured it hungrily. I was famished. 

Foebe couldn’t have starved to death, could she? 

Lying on the bed, I watched Colin peel another egg and ventured, “Colin, have you ever thought. about your future? Are you going to be controlled by others for the rest of your life? You’re capable. Don’t you want to fight back?”