My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 3 Shameless

Emyr returned home six months ago. He had already become disabled and was dependent on a wheelchair upon his return.

Upon Charmaine’s return to the Nelsons, she learned of the engagement. Both Nelsons and Reads were around at the time. Leah made a casual but regretful remark, “If Mr. Emyr had come back earlier, I could have married into that family, and then Chara could have stayed home to spend more time with our parents.”

As soon as these words left Leah’s mouth, Olympia’s expression hardened.

She playfully scolded, “You can’t marry him. If you did marry that … how could you live for the rest of your life?”

Charmaine’s eyes fixed on Olympia’s mouth as it silently formed the word ‘trash’. Out of courtesy and upbringing, she held back the words, but the disdain on her face was unmistakable.

Leah glanced at Charmaine, hesitating before saying, “But Chara … she … ”

Olympia frowned and said, “Chara’s just come home; she doesn’t even know the rules. We’ll discuss the engagement later.”

At the time, Charmaine had believed Olympia would make plans for her future. Now, with her affection for family gone, she saw things clearly.

Leah couldn’t marry the trash when she was left for ‘later’.

In her previous life, if nothing had happened tonight, her marriage arrangement with Emyr wouldn’t have changed.

Therefore, using her fiancé as an antidote in her moment of desperation didn’t seem wrong.

After getting some rest, her trembling legs felt somewhat better. Charmaine was about to leave.

but

best to leave some dignity for

moonlight, she finally saw the man’s handsome face, which seemed like a masterpiece crafted by the god. Even sitting disheveled and unconscious in his wheelchair, he couldn’t

a perfect man!

muttered, bending down to drape his torn pants

Emyr’s chest slipped out from under his

she moved

on his tanned, muscular chest was a vivid tattoo of Archangel Michael. The fierce expression

while. Then she buttoned up each of his

left, the man in the wheelchair slowly

sticky sensation around him, the disheveled state of his clothing, and the soreness in his legs all clearly indicated what had happened in the

expression remained cold as he pressed the button on his wheelchair. A man in black quickly entered the

Anderson, a top-tier bodyguard of the world, was stunned

Emyr, you

word “violated” was swallowed

he commanded, “Find her.

“Yes, boss!”

…

returned to the guest room she had

door lay memories from her past life, ones she

were crystal clear. Three strange men were sprawled naked, their clothes scattered across the floor, her family barged

eyes before pushing the door open and

on the bed, the sight just as revolting as it had been