Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 170

Chapter 170: CHAPTER 170 Chapter 170: CHAPTER 170 Dexter shook his head, trembling.

“Don’t read it…” He didn’t want me to read it as if there was something that he didn’t want me to recall.

“Leave,” I said to Damien.

I didn’t want to see him now.

Damien lowered his gaze and said softly, “When you’re done reading it, you’ll understand… I’ll wait for you,Sophia.” He shot a warning glare at Dexter before leaving.

It was as if Damien had come just to expose the fact that Dexter was not mentally disabled.

Everything that happened to the Blacks was a part of Dexter’s plans.

“Did you plan everything ?” I asked grimly.

“Did you scheme against the Blacks?

Including me and the baby?” Public opinion on the internet had suddenly begun to favor Dexter one€“sidedly.

That was a hard blow to Martin.

Furthermore, Dax was a criminal suspect, which inevitably got Martin involved and exposed him to criticism.

If Dexter returned to take over the Black Group, there was a high chance that he could take full authority over the company.

After all, nobody would assume him as somebody who schemed against his wife and baby.

“He thinks you’re Sophia Milford.

Why would he scheme against your baby?

He’s been dreaming of becoming a father since he was 19 years old…” Eason mumbled as he put an ice pack against his cheek.

“Yes….” Dexter admitted.

I began to tear up.

I wished he would try to explain himself.

“I was pretending to be mentally disabled.

Everything was part of my plan.” “The state that the Blacks are in today€“Martin and Ignatius’ feud, Dax’s attack on James, Martin hiring men to kill Ignatius…” “I admit that my plans contributed to all of that… I also arranged for the journalists,” Dexter said softly, at a loss and in a panic.

Violette was in shock and covered Zion’s ears in reflex.

“Can you even listen to this when you’re a police officer?

Don’t listen.” Zion was baffled.

“But I’m a traffic police…” Violette sighed in relief.

“Oh, fine then.

There’s no evidence anyway.

It’s like a butterfly effect.

The Blacks deserve it.” Zion raised his chin and pointed at the police officer in the ward.

Violette glared at Eason.

“You’re deaf, right?

You didn’t hear anything, right?” Eason opened his mouth, but he lowered his head when he saw Violette’s tightened fists.

“You’re right.

The stronger fighter decides.” “I wasn’t expecting you and the baby…” Tearing up, Dexter continued to say woefully, “I didn’t scheme.

against you and the baby..” “If you were Sofia Larson….

This child would never come to exist.

I really… wanted the child to be born.” Dexter choked up.

He was sad about losing the baby.

He just didn’t know how to express or describe his emotions.

He even restrained his sexual drives to not harm the baby… Dexter really… wanted the child.

He was crying.

I felt heartbroken and helpless when I saw his tears.

Zion couldn’t stand to watch it.

It seemed like I was bullying Dexter.

“Hey, about the diary that Damien gave you, can we look at it?” I wiped my tears away.

If Dexter would explain himself… I was willing to believe in him.

“Why did you stop pretending, then?” I asked, my eyes red.

Dexter simply stared at me with a heated gaze.

“I’m sorry… I couldn’t protect you and the baby… I’m sorry.

I want to do this in another way…” Dexter stopped caring about his own survival.

He finally had a weak spot, so there was no need for him to protect himself by pretending to be mentally disabled.

Dexter wanted to protect Sophia: “I’ll trust you this time.

Don’t let me down… If I find out… that you were lying, I won’t forgive you,” I whispered.

Just like how I would not forgivé Damien.

The truth was after being reborn, I had no plans to trust anybody anymore.

But Dexter… was an exception.

Dexter always found his way to become my exception.

He cried even harder.

He didn’t say anything and continued to cry.

Eason began to feel annoyed, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud.

He softly grumbled, “So pretentious… When your wife wasn’t awake, you were like a reaper.

Even the doctors were scared of you… Now, you’re crying like you’ve been wronged.” Dexter didn’t say anything.

He continued to cry, but he didn’t wipe his tears.

His head hung low, and his tears stained his clothes… one who saw him would think that they were at fault.

His large, endearing eyes were teary… I almost apologized.

But after thinking about it, it was not my fault.

It was he who had been lying to me.

“Stop crying!” I threatened.

Dexter looked up at me and said in a choked€“up voice, “Sophia… Don’t be so fierce.” Violette, Eason, and Zion all turned to look at me, silently berating me for lecturing Dexter.

Poor Dexter… Unsurprisingly, things would be different if we had swapped genders.

If Dexter had been a woman, he would’ve been called a bitch.

Even Juliet would have nothing against him!

Right now, he was just crying, but he got everyone to be on his side.

I looked away and took my phone out of my pocket.

After logging in with my parents’ ID, I handed the diary to Zion.

Zion took a closer look and became confused.

“I understand parents love their children, and they would record their child’s growth from day one.

But your parents… started to record from the first day of pregnancy…” Zion scratched his head.

“That’s understandable, but why do the entries look so weird?” I looked at Zion.

Since he was a police officer, he must have seen through the abnormality of the diary, “Do you mean that this is a fake diary account?” Zion shook his head.

“It’s not fake, but the data is too complete.

Look, starting from day one, every entry was made at a similar time, and it’s written by the year, month, date, minute, and second…” It was very accurate.

Eason paused for a moment, then he took a look at it.

“You’re right… This doesn’t look like they were recording a child’s growth but data from a laboratory experiment.” Violette was handing me a mug, but it fell to the ground and made a crashing sound.

Breathing rapidly, I looked at Eason.

At the same time, Dexter covered my ears.

“Don’t listen to them and don’t read it… Sophia, you don’t have to think about it if you can’t recall… I’m here.” I was almost certain that Dexter knew of many secrets, but he had no plans to tell me about them or even let me know… He would rather I misunderstood him than tell me the truth.

Could I understand his behavior… as a form of protection?

“As expected of the expert…” Zion came to a realization.

“I knew that something was off about the diary.

It does look like experiment records.” Eason enjoyed the compliment.

He proudly raised his chin.

“Well, it’s me, after all.

When I conducted drug experiments with lab rats, I’d make similar records daily.

I’d record the rat’s reaction today and its condition at the same time tomorrow.” “I would observe for months.

Some chronic medications would require at least a year of testing.” My fingers were numb.

Out of reflex, I hid in Dexter’s embrace.

What was I afraid of?

“Her parents may have just habitually recorded it that way.

Sophia’s father was a medical professor who studied abroad, and her mother was a professor at Alpha University.

So, they must have such habits,” explained Violette.

“I’ve heard from Sophia that her father started his own business after leaving High West Pharma.

He was in the medical equipment and medical construction industry.” “Later on, he almost went bankrupt because of the delayed payment from a new construction project for Grace Hospital…” Zion and Eason nodded.

“That’s very possible.” Suddenly, Eason’s phone buzzed.

He picked it up.

“Officer Grant, something has happened to Juliet!” The serial murder case had progressed again….

And Juliet was the catalyst.