Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 94

Chapter 94: CHAPTER 94 Chapter 94: CHAPTER 94 Ewan cautiously glanced at the end of the alley.

“Who’s there?” Panicking, I quickly turned around to hide.

But suddenly, someone covered my mouth and dragged me into a store next to the alley.

“Told you you’d regret marrying Dexter,” Damien’s voice came from behind me.

I was slightly startled.

Then, I frowned and stared at him warily, anything better to do, “Mr.

Coleman?” “Don’t you have “I’m just passing by,” Damien said in a playful tone as he took a mango€“flavored lollipop from the shelf and handed it to me.

He probably mistook me for Sophia again.

He knew that Sophia had a low blood sugar issue, so he thought that I’d need a lollipop like Sophia too.

But ironically, he wasn’t aware that Sophia was allergic to mangoes.

“Are you mistaking me for someone else, Mr.

Coleman?” I asked in a low tone.

Damien remained silent.

“Don’t you know that Sophia Carlson was allergic to mangoes, Mr.

Coleman?” I sneered.

Then, I walked past him without taking the lollipop.

Meanwhile, Damien stood frozen for quite some time.

But suddenly, he walked toward me and grabbed my wrist.

“I’m asking you to divorce Dexter for your own good,” he said.

Then, he quickly dragged me to his car and shoved me inside.

Soon, Ewan came out of the alley and got into a car.

Damien then started following Ewan’s car.

“The Blacks have been cleaning up Dexter’s mess over the years.

And whenever Dexter got into trouble, Ewan was the one who settled it for him.

That’s why he met Howard today.” Damien solemnly said.

Then, he continued, “Since Sophia gave you the keys to her house and confided in you so much… she must have seen you as her closest friend.

That’s why I can’t let anything happen to you.’ I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Damien was putting up the nice guy act again.

“You can’t let anything happen to me?

I don’t think we’re that close, Mr.

Coleman.” I said skeptically, “Sophia grew up with you, and you failed to protect her.

But now you’re trying to protect me?” Thanks, but no thanks.

Damien’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, and the back of his hand turned pale as his veins bulged, betraying his hidden tension.

“Actually, Damien, I’m quite curious.

Sophia was head over heels in love with you.

So, how could you be so cruel to her?

Didn’t it even hurt you a bit?

Would you be so cruel to a dog that you’ve raised for many years?” I was asking from a bystander’s perspective.

After all, my heart had gradually found peace, so I was no longer affected by the past.

However, Damien simply remained silent as we continued to follow Ewan’s car.

“I…” After a long silence, Damien said in a low voice, “I loved her.” What did he say?

I didn’t catch it.

“I loved her so much.” Damien’s voice was quivering.

“But… I wasn’t the one she loved.

She stayed with me out of obligation.

Someone else had her heart.” I was stunned as I glared at Damien, fuming with rage.

Sophia was already dead, yet here he was trying to shift the blame onto her!

Was he even human?

He continued, “She was someone who felt obligated to repay her debts.

I wanted to set her free, but I couldn’t bear to let her go.

And I knew that she would leave one day… but I never expected her to die so soon.” “Ha…” I found Damien rather pathetic.

How could he make up such a ridiculous lie at a time like this?

“Your love was such a joke.

Sophia loved you for ten years because you told her that you liked her.” I sneered.

Damien’s expression grew complex.

He then cast a sidelong glance at me and asked, “Did Sophia tell you she was in love with me for ten years?” I frowned and ignored him.

Damien seemed like he had something to say, but he hesitated, and his gaze simply lingered on me.

We stayed silent until Ewan’s car halted in an old alley.

Damien then parked his car and accompanied me out before we discreetly followed behind Ewan.

Ewan bad bought some food and was headed toward an old house.

Then, as he knocked on the door of the house, Damien and I hid in the shadows, waiting to see who he was meeting.

Soon, the door cracked open a little, and a hand reached out through the gap.

That hand… had burn marks on it.

I gasped and warily stared at the person behind the gap€“it was the murderer I saw at my house!

The person who killed me!

If I could only catch a glimpse of his inner arm to see if there was a red birthmark, then I would know for sure whether or not he was the one who killed me!

But why was Ewan delivering food to him?

“Mr.

Black, I’ve reminded him and sent him the things he requested.” Ewan walked into an alley and made a call to Dexter.

Meanwhile, Damien and I hid behind a trash can as we watched Ewan leave.

“After Sophia died, I never stopped investigating the murder case.

I don’t believe that Dexter had nothing to do with it.

He’s been using his history of mental illness to get away with his crime.

I’ve always been keeping an eye on him,” Damien whispered.

My fingers were shaking as I instinctively pulled out my phone to call the police.

“Divorce Dexter, Sofia.

You’re only after the financial support for the Millers, which I can help you with.

But by staying with Dexter, you’re only putting your safety at risk.” Damien tried to persuade me to divorce Dexter.

However, I wasn’t paying attention to him.

Instead, I dialed Zion’s number.

“Hello?” Zion’s hoarse voice came from the other end of the line.

It seemed he had fallen sick due to his busy work schedule.

“Zion, I saw the suspect who stayed at Sophia’s house… He was the one who knocked Violette out…” I spoke in a low voice.

That day when Violette entered my house, the surveillance camera had captured someone following her, but the person’s features were too blurry to make out.

“What’s the address?” Zion asked.

“The courtyard at 163, Civil West Road,” I whispered.

“Stay there and don’t move.

I’ll be right there.” Zion quickly hung up the phone.

I knew he would come.

And if Zion was willing to look into it, I would get my answer soon.

Even if I risked alerting that man in the house, I had to find out whether or not he was the person who killed me.

“Sofia, Dexter isn’t who you think he is.

If the person hiding in this house is one of the murderers, Dexter is definitely their accomplice.” Damien continued to persuade me to leave Dexter, “He’s a psycho.

Don’t you know he killed someone in the asylum?” I glanced back at Damien.

“Mr.

Coleman, do you make your judgments solely based on guesswork?

Before we get the whole story, do you think I’d believe in you, an untrustworthy man who indirectly contributed to Sophia’s death, or my husband?” I gripped my phone tightly.

If I had to choose to trust either one of them, I’d rather believe in Dexter.

But what if Dexter really was hiding something?

“Sofia, one thing you and Sophia have in common is your stubbornness.

Both of you insist on your own beliefs and never listen to other people’s advice.” Damien frowned and continued, “Dexter is extremely dangerous.

He’s aggressive and impulsive, and many people at the asylum know that he went berserk and killed someone there!

Besides, the case is basically as plain as day.” But Damien could see that I was unmoved, so he said, “Juliet said that Dexter was the only person with a motive to kill!

“The fire at the orphanage was actually a prank by the people there.

They locked Dexter and Simeon in a room and set it on fire.

And though Dexter survived the fire, his best friend Simeon still died in it.

That’s why Dexter holds a grudge against those people!” I tensed up and turned to Damien again.

“So, you’re saying… those people at the orphanage intentionally trapped them in that fire?” I was losing control of my emotions now.

“Have you been to the scene of the fire, Damien?

Those people should all go to hell!” How could they do that to Dexter?

The fire, the screaming, the cries for help, the struggle….

Every night, I would have nightmares and would be haunted by the images of the handprints and scratch marks left inside the burned room at the orphanage.

Those marks were left by Dexter and Simeon’s desperate cries as they begged for help and struggled to save themselves… Those people were devils.

“But that doesn’t mean that he should turn to murder!

What about Sophia then?” Damien exclaimed, gripping my chin tightly.

His eyes were bloodshot as he said, “She was carrying my child!”