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

Chapter 25 Not Hard, Just Unfortunate

He smirked. “You’re now my maid, Charmaine. Remember to respect me.”

Charmaine was taken aback.

Oh, great!

Charmaine realized she couldn’t expect any kind words from this tyrant.

Seeing her sulking with her head down, clearly angry but too afraid to speak up, Emyr felt a surge of satisfaction and couldn’t help but smile for once.

“Take me to the study.”

“Okay.”

He even had the nerve to boss me around!

Suddenly, she thought of something. A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes as she cleared her throat and coughed. “Mr. Emyr, what would you like for dinner?”

“Anything is fine,” Emyr said, looking at her. “Did you learn to cook in South Aspus?”

Charmaine replied nonchalantly, “Something like that. It’s pretty easy to pick up.”

She replied with a light, carefree attitude.

But what was the truth?

at the Reads, she had always sought her parents‘ attention, buying groceries, cooking meals, and studying hard to achieve good grades. She believed

didn’t care about her. They just treated her like a maid, bossing her around

that it wasn’t her fault for not getting their

all her hopes on the Nelson’s, but to her disappointment, they were just as bad.

a mocking smile appeared on Charmaine’s face.

Reads that she could make the best of a bad situation in

thought, she was unaware of Emyr watching her

her distracted and her previously bright and proud expression now clouded with a layer of gray, the man’s eyes

so desolate, as if abandoned by the world, he felt a strange sense of

go clean out the

“Huh?”

met his gaze. It took her a moment

that artificial lake, which is bigger

geography lesson taught by

he controlled his wheelchair out of the elevator.

my maid. If you don’t want

“You!”

middle finger as he rolled

just a moment ago, and now he’s turned into a freak! He flipped out in the blink of an eye!

the entire afternoon darting around the pond.

Emyr, so she decided to take

into a nightmare for the

Little Fish flapped its body, too scared to do anything but tremble

ever went.

holding an international meeting while sipping coffee. He