Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Backed into a corner, I had no choice but to improvise. “Uncle, what are you planning?”

Samuel chuckled. “I admit, pairing you with that madman was unfair to you. But life is long, my dear. Why don’t you consider being with me instead.”

“But the doctor just confirmed I’m pregnant, and Brendan is quite invested in this baby. If anything were to happen to it…” I said with a forced smile. “Uncle, that wouldn’t be right, would it? Surely you can wait a bit longer?”

Samuel’s eyes narrowed in pleasure. He reached out and held my chin. “You’re such a temptress.”

I barely managed to keep my smile as I fought back nausea. How could such a man still be walking around?

“Alright, I can wait. Let’s give it some more time,” he said, his fingers still on my chin, moving in

closer.

I frowned and tried to dodge, but he was clearly not pleased. “What? Won’t even let me steal a kiss? You’re not playing hard to get now, are you?”

His patience was wearing thin, and my acting was starting to crumble.

“Bang!

Just when I was panicking, not knowing what to do, someone from behind struck Samuel with a heavy object, knocking him out cold.

Surprised, I turned to see Colin.

“You… how did you get out?”

He looked terrible, his gaze hoarse, ignoring my question and lifting the stick again to strike Samuel’s head with lethal intent.

“Colin!” I cried out in alarm, stopping him. “Are you trying to commit mhurder?“.

I could feel it: Colin was intent on killing.

It made me wonder if he was one of the murderers.

But I couldn’t just stand by and watch him kill someone. “If you kill him, Brendan won’t let you off the hook. Don’t be rash.”

Colin’s murderous eyes finally softened as they met mine. “He touched you. He should pay his life.”

I was taken aback. Those words… they sounded familiar.

with

Back when I was a wandering spirit, he went berserk and beat up that scumbag from Dexter’s circle, uttering the exact words.

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“Touch her, and you’ll pay with your life

At that time, I didn’t understand. Colin and I had no connection; why would he kill for me? Was it not for me but for Phoebe?

“Madam… ah!” The nanny came to call me downstairs, but upon seeing Colin and the unconscious Samuel, she screamed and ran out.

I quickly grabbed Colin’s hand with a stern expression and pulled him back into the room. “Stay here. I’ll handle this.”

Colin looked at me, wanting to say something, but only managed to open his mouth.

I shook my head at him and closed the door, standing guard outside.

Soon, Brendan arrived with a few bodyguards. “Where’s that little bastard? Drag him out!”

“Grandpa, please calm down,” I quickly intervened; blocking Brendan. “Uncle… he… he tried to take advantage of me. I was scared for the baby, so I hid in the room. Colin was just acting on instinct to protect his child. It’s actually thanks to him that the baby is safe.”

I teared up, giving a convincing performance.

Samuel’s character was well–known to Brendan, and I was betting he valued the heir in my womb more. After all, before Colin’s breakdown, he was a prodigy. Meanwhile, Samuel had mediocre talents and a penchant for debauchery. Plus, his inability to father children, even with medical intervention, was his own doing.

If Samuel hadn’t been such a letdown, why would Brendan go to such lengths to secure an heir from a madman?

Brendan’s face darkened instantly. “That beast! Someone, take him away and let him reflect!”

I breathed a sigh of relief, having dodged the bullet for now.

“Grandpa, who’s coming to tonight’s banquet?” I quickly changed the subject. “Please, take a moment to relax.”

“Every notable person in Sea City will be there tonight,” Brendan grumbled, leading me downstairs. “I’ll introduce you around later. As my future granddaughter–in–law, you’ll be bringing good fortune if you smoothly deliver me a grandson.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

1 inwardly scoffed at his archaic thinking – what was this, a royal succession?

But then again, considering the Langley family’s wealth and standing in Sea City, it indeed almost felt like a royal succession.

“Grandpa…” I feigned a heavy burden. “A naturally conceived child is healthier and smarter, but what if I disappoint and it’s a girl?”

“You’re young, and I’m still in good health. No rush. We aim to have two within three years, and if it’s not a son, we’ll simply keep trying,” Brendan said casually.