Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 307

Dexter's wound had been bandaged, and he walked over to where I stood, gazing into space. "Phoebe, let's go home."

Jolted back to reality, I shook my head. "You go back by yourself."

The murder case was getting more convoluted by the minute.

And Colin - God knows what state he's in, at the mercy of Damian. Being in that mental institution... it's no place for anyone.

"Only I can protect you." Dexter frowned, gripping my wrist. "Don't be stubborn."

"I don't want to go back with you right now." I wrenched my hand away from his.

Going back meant facing Melody, and just the thought of her made my blood boil. I had to figure out a way to attend the charity gala tomorrow. I needed to meet the president of the All-Stars Consortium.

"Did you ask Melody about the president of the All-Stars Consortium?" Dexter threatened, seeing my defiance.

I knew it.

I looked up at him, a sardonic smile playing on my lips. "Oh, trust Melody to be the queen of gossip."

"You know your chances are better if I introduce you," Dexter said with a grave tone.

The mention of the All-Stars Consortium president cast a shadow over him. He was jealous, and he harbored resentment towards the man who had always refused to meet him, not even giving him the courtesy of acknowledgment.

Yet, ironically, he had once been obliged to help him.

Dexter felt slighted.

"And why would you be so generous?" I scoffed.

"Come home, stay by my side, and I'll make the introduction," he insisted.

With a frown, I knew I had to compromise.

"Foebe," Robin called out, approaching with his phone in hand. "That guy Carl dropped the charges. He admitted to provoking Colin. The cop handling the case is a buddy of mine. I spoke to him, and he agreed to issue a letter of forgiveness and bring Colin home."

A wave of relief washed over me. "Really?"

Robin nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm also on the guest list. You could attend as my date," he offered, extending an olive branch.

I snorted, looking at Melody waiting in the yard, her anxiety and concern palpable. "And if I'm your date, what about Melody?"

Dexter frowned and stayed silent.

As soon as the car stopped, Melody rushed over, tears brimming in her eyes. "Dexter, I heard you were hurt, what happened...?"

"It's nothing." Dexter kept his distance from Melody.

"Dexter... about the gala tomorrow, you promised I could go with you. The dress has arrived, should we give it a try?" Melody hurriedly said, fearing he might change his mind.

Clearly, Dexter had made promises to Melody before. He had made commitments to her, yet here he was, offering me that same olive branch. What a sleaze.

I huffed and turned to leave.

"Phoebe..." Dexter caught my wrist, facing Melody. "Sorry, but I have to take Phoebe with me."