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

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.

a moment, he let out

have to admit, you’re more shameless than the rest of

he was mocking her.

a house staff just to make me give up and walk

smile stayed in place as she coolly countered, “Of course. I’m not like those other women.

the word

face darkened further, his expression turning stormy.

are you standing there for? Get

it was Charmaine’s turn to be taken aback. “What exactly am I supposed to do?”

side glance. “You’re a house staff,

didn’t know.

with him. What had Alfred said earlier when

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After all, I had come with good intentions, offering to help him with his recovery, and he had the nerve to make me a

to make

neatly folded clothes on the bench at the foot of the bed, Charmaine suddenly had an idea. “Mr. Emyr, let’s

response, she stepped forward

so quickly, and for

“Wait!”

landed on a rather obvious natural occurrence,” and she frowned, muttering under her breath,

covers back with

took a bit longer than expected, but there it was

She obediently turned and left. Tad passed

room.

her, concerned. “Ms. Nelson, is

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

blinked. “Actually, I meant–is Mr. Emyr alright