Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 818 Is It Serious

“Rys, you had me worried sick!”

Ninette’s eyes were blurred with tears and swollen from crying. Upon seeing Emrys emerge, she immediately flung herself at him, clinging to his body like an octopus.

She was utterly indifferent to the strange looks from those around her.

Just moments ago, she truly believed she would never see Emrys again. If Emrys had died in there, she would have been consumed by guilt, blaming herself for not stopping him.

With a sense of helplessness, Emrys gave her perky bottom a pat. “Don’t I seem perfectly fine to you?”

Hollie’s eyes sparkled as she ran up to him, expressing her astonishment, “Bald–headed boy, you’re incredible! I can’t believe you survived that. You should have seen the looks on their faces–their mouths were hanging open in shock!”

“Their mouths are still agape,” Emrys said with a laugh.

The scene that had just unfolded was too shocking. All the surrounding students, including Cameron, were left completely dumbfounded, and even now, they hadn’t managed to snap back to reality.

Sylvia wore a complex expression.

4

Upon seeing Ninette clinging to Emrys, the pang of jealousy that had only recently faded resurfaced in her heart.

acknowledged? Despite the devasting lightning strike, he survived and is carrying on as if nothing had happened.

she coveted, but she also admired Ninette. How she wished that it was her, not Ninette, who was

a rather complex

a fierce bolt of lightning; are you really

flying through the air. If he emerged unscathed, it

1/3

the

this moment, even if he was just putting on a brave face.

looked thoughtfully at

with her before, and through their various interactions

heart was not wicked, merely her thoughts were complex. In layman’s terms, she

influenced

it was indeed a blessing in disguise that Ninette had been

wouldn’t be accurate to say that nothing happened. My golden elixir field has

golden elixir

hearing these words, Ninette immediately jumped off Emrys, her hands clumsily exploring his abdomen. With a worried tone, she exclaimed, “To

an

elixir field of a cultivator shattered. Would you say that’s a

slap, Emrys brushed away Ninette’s small hand. His voice was calm as he said, “Would you rather my golden elixir field shatter or me

be shattered,” Ninette responded without any hesitation. Letting out a