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

Chapter 35 Let Me Assist You

He wouldn’t admit it, but Charmaine was starting to ge under his skin,

Finished

Once Tad had left, Emyr wheeled himself into the bathroom as he usually did. The maid facing away from him was checking the water’s temperature. He spoke curtly, “Leave.”

The maid stood and turned around at a slow pace.

“Mr. Emyr, it’s not safe for someone with your condition to be alone. Let me assist you.”

When he saw Charmaine’s smile drawing near, Emyr raised an eyebrow, a brief flash of surprise crossing his face.

The brief expression vanished so quickly that even Emyr might not have realized it.

He quickly replaced it with a look of disdain, “What is it now, Charmaine?”

Charmaine approached the wheelchair with a playful gleam in her eyes.

She slightly leaned in and teased, “Didn’t you ask me to look after you, so here I am, ready to take care of you…

Emyr froze for a moment, his attention caught by a glimpse of what lay inside Charmaine’s neckline from this angle.

In that brief lapse of focus, Charmaine had already undone two buttons of his shirt.

His face shifted in an instant, and he tightened his grip on Charmaine’s delicate wrist, as though a slight squeeze could snap it.

But in the blink of an eye, Charmaine swiftly twisted her hand by taking control of his, and forcefully slammed his arm onto the wheelchair’s armrest.

The sharp sound of the impact echoed throughout the bathroom.

For a moment, they both froze; their eyes locked in mutual surprise.

darkened

his eyes, Charmaine hesitantly let go

released his hand and flipped it over to inspect the

redness stretched from the palm of his hand all the way up to his elbow.

deepened as she spoke softly, “I didn’t think you’d grab me so hard. Should I,

piercing gaze locked onto her, his voice laced with suspicion. “Charmaine, what kind of stunt are you pulling

up her nose playfully, her expression feigning

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Me

he’d

committed a crime Charmaine said, throwing her hands up. “How was I supposed to know you’re so

pale skin, and even though he now sported a sun–kissed tan, it didn’t make

with a silent stare, his eyes as menacing as a helpless fish trapped in a crocodile pit. She instinctively pressed her lips

don’t want you to be

a calming warmth

moment.

something invisible had nudged open a tiny crack within him, letting in

sarcastic edge, “Since when

always have,” she replied

responded instantly, oblivious to the slight

and won’t let me treat your

as he shoved her aside.

whether he’d end up losing control and strangle

“Hey, you!”

confused; Emry was truly a

and went on, “I actually came here to

shot her a mocking glance.

her to reveal her true self.