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

in his eyes, Charmaine hesitantly let go of his hand. “Sorry, it was

to inspect

his hand all the way up

me so hard. Should I, uh …

laced with suspicion. “Charmaine, what kind of stunt are you pulling this

playfully, her expression feigning innocence. “Was it

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he’d fall

look at me like I’ve committed a crime Charmaine said, throwing her hands up. “How was I supposed to know you’re so fragile? It’s not like I

skin, and even though he now sported a sun–kissed tan, it didn’t make sense for his skin to

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

to

voice tinged with a playful charm carried a calming warmth that made his heart falter for a brief

moment.

nudged open a tiny crack within him, letting in an

composure, he shot back with a sarcastic edge, “Since when did you start

always have,” she

responded instantly, oblivious to the slight softening

won’t let me treat your leg, does that mean I’m doomed to be your servant forever?”

once more as he shoved her

moment, he genuinely questioned whether he’d end up losing

“Hey, you!”

was confused; Emry was truly

“I actually came here

shot her a mocking

for her to reveal her true self.