Chapter 18 No Wonder It Hurt So Much Back Then

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Bennett stared intently at Leah, his voice dark and firm “We still need Charmaine’s kidney. That’s non- negotiable.”

Eastlake Manor.

Emyr was deep in sleep when a strange, tickling sensation brushed against his ear.

He opened his eyes just in time to catch Charmaine quickly pulling back a feather duster.

Emyr’s irritation flared immediately.

His voice was low and dangerous as he growled, “Charmaine!”

Charmaine positioned herself a few feet from the bed, close enough to be present but far enough to maintain a sense of detachment. Her face was a picture of innocence.

What was with this guy and his habit of grabbing people by the throat at the slightest provocation?

She studied his face for a moment. Even freshly woken, he was strikingly handsome.

The fate had indeed favored him.

In her calmest voice, Charmaine said, “No need to shout, Mr. Emyr. I can hear you just fine.”

Emyr’s expression remained cold. “Who gave you permission to come in here?”

“You did, Mr. Emyr,” she blinked innocently. “Didn’t you assign me as your personal staff? My job is to take care of you, and my shift starts at 7 AM sharp. So naturally, I’m here to report for duty.”

Emyr’s narrow eyes fixated on her, a cold gleam flashing in his gaze, as though he could see right through

her.

let out

to admit, you’re more shameless

knew he was

staff just to make me give up and walk away.

countered, “Of course. I’m not like those other women. I’m here to

emphasized the word ‘repay

Emyr’s striking face darkened

you standing there for?

aback. “What

side glance. “You’re a house staff, and you

she didn’t

with him. What had Alfred said earlier when

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come with good intentions, offering to help him with his recovery, and he

to make him

the bed,

waiting for a response, she stepped forward and pulled the

move so quickly, and for a

“Wait!”

natural occurrence,” and she frowned, muttering under her breath, “No wonder it hurt so

covers back with a furious

a bit longer than expected,

argue. She obediently turned and left. Tad passed her a glance

room.

up to her, concerned. “Ms. Nelson, is everything

with a grin. “Don’t worry, Alfred. I’m fine.”

I meant–is Mr. Emyr alright

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