Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace ( Dexter )
Chapter 116

Chapter 116

I felt a shiver of fear at the thought of being seen through by Dexter, and I couldn’t wait to get Caleb out of there.

“Phoebe Caldwell…” he suddenly called out.

He called me Phoebe Caldwell.

My steps faltered unconsciously, and I took a deep breath without turning back.

Robin furrowed his brows, watching Dexter call me Phoebe Caldwell, thinking the man had lost

his marbles.

“Phoebe…” Dexter’s voice cracked with a sudden surge of emotion as he scrambled to his feet and grabbed my wrist. “Phoebe? You’re Phoebe Caldwell, aren’t you?”

I frowned in disgust, looking at him with disdain as I forcefully slapped his hand away. “Mr. Fitzgerald, have you completely lost your mind?”

He stood there, stunned, saying nothing.

Caleb’s eyes flashed a warning at Dexter as he took my hand and led me away.

From the moment we left the negotiation room, my legs felt like jelly. I was terrified that he would recognize me. I was afraid he would discover that I was actually Phoebe.

“Colin… go to the car,” I said weakly to Caleb. “Go to the car.”

I needed to see Robin.

The real murderer was still out there, killing. We couldn’t drag this out any longer; even without hard evidence, we could at least put the suspect under surveillance to prevent further bloodshed.

I had asked Stella to inform Robin about this, but I wasn’t sure if he had uncovered any substantial evidence in the past few days.

Caleb looked at me with concern, gently cradling my face. “Phoebe… don’t be upset.”

I nodded, brushing him off lightly. “Just get to the car, please.”

Caleb walked away, his head hung low in disappointment.

I watched him go and then turned away.

Waiting in the corridor, I saw Dexter, his face and clothes smeared with blood. He paused beside me, stopping in his tracks.

I tried to appear calm.

Without a word, he just looked at me and suddenly reached out as if to touch my face.

Instinctively, I slapped his hand away, glaring at him with pure loathing in my eyes.

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Chapter 116

He seemed taken aback for a moment, rooted to the spot.

I panicked internally; my reaction was too much like the way I used to resist him.

Unconscious gestures, expressions, and details…

Dexter stood there, staring at me for a long while as if trying to see right through me.

I remained scowling, my hands clenched tightly. “Are you sick?”

Dexter didn’t respond, and as soon as Robin appeared, he left hastily.

I breathed a sigh of relief; no sane person would ever figure out that I was Phoebe.

Even Caleb hadn’t really figured it out.

“Are you waiting for me?” Robin approached, asking me. He eyed me up and down, seemingly

not quite trusting.

“…” I was momentarily overcome with emotion, almost blurting out that I was Phoebe Caldwell. But if I said that, he would lump me and Caleb together as lunatics.

“Officer Robin, I am Caleb’s wife, his lawful guardian. The matter I had Miss Stella inform your about regarding the murderer… did you look into it?” I asked in a low voice, a touch of nervousness in my tone.

Robin eyed me warily. “What does this case have to do with you?”

I hesitated, taking a deep breath. “Caleb is my husband, and I don’t want him to suffer an injustice. I want to replace the real culprit and clear his name.”

Caleb was still a suspect, though currently out on bail.

Robin seemed to grudgingly accept this explanation. “She didn’t tell me anything about the murderer. What’s going on?”

I was taken aback.

Had Stella not told Robin?

Did she still not trust me?