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.”

was injured two years ago. Although you can’t walk, you still have feeling in it. Let me

medicine cabinet she had just examined, a slight smirk forming on

soul.

think I’d listen

his other hand, pulling her

him pinned her legs down, denying

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have

move, forced to listen to his shallow breathing as

speak, Charmaine forced out each word with difficulty. “You—you were

Emyr was astounded.

he could react, a figure burst into the

Let her go right now! Do you want to choke my

hold under Kane Cross’s

collapsed to the ground, coughing as

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

Emyr’s face grew darker.

in admiration. “No wonder she’s the

brushing against death, Charmaine shot back

“Kane, this is none of your business. Get

a good wife who could spend the rest of your life with you.” Twenty-three years, Emyr. After

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

Charmaine turned to Emyr and asked, “Wait, was it really your first