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

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Emyr stayed silent, his gaze fixed on her.

Charmaine was unbothered by the silence. He glanced at his leg and said, “I am confident that I can heal our leg.”

“Ms. Nelson, mind your words!”

Tad, who was nearby, issued a stern warning.

These days, discussing Emyr’s leg had become taboo.

As expected, the man’s eyes darkened further, and his grip on her hand tightened.

“The once unrefined and undisciplined Ms. Read thinks she can do as she pleases when she returns to the Nelsons?”

Charmaine pressed on a pressure point on his wrist, controlling the strength of his hold.

“Since you’ve delved into my past, you should be aware that I spent two years in South Aspus. There, I met an old holistic medicine healer who taught me healing techniques. Your fainting in that room would not have happened without him.”

Emyr’s expression darkened even more at the reminder of that incident.

“Don’t think I wouldn’t kill you.”

“I believe you would, but I’m also trying to give myself a chance—and to make amends with you.”

ago. Although you can’t walk, you

had just examined, a slight smirk

charm, and that smile could steal one’s soul. But his hands, eager for her

clever, but do you think I’d listen

finished speaking, he grabbed Charmaine’s hand with his other hand, pulling her arms behind her and twisting her to

expensive, custom-made wheelchair beneath him pinned her legs down, denying

still innocent. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left you in

could barely move, forced to listen to his shallow breathing as his grip on her

with difficulty. “You—you were drugged and injured.

Emyr was astounded.

could react, a figure burst into

Do you want to choke my future

Emyr released his hold under Kane Cross’s

collapsed to the ground, coughing as

as he took the alcohol wipes Tad handed him to clean the hands that had touched her. Charmaine defiantly counterattacked, “What’s the use

Emyr’s face grew darker.

and gushed in admiration. “No wonder she’s the one that popped your cherry!

barely brushing against death, Charmaine shot back with

none of

you a good wife

pretended to cry with an overly dramatic display, his handsome face contorting comically. As Charmaine would describe it

the consequences, Charmaine turned to