Chapter 36 Fake Tears

#Finished

The man’s expression remained unchanged, his voice lm yet bold. “Since you seem so earnest, I’ll give you this one opportunity.” “Since you seem so earnest, I give you this one opportunity.”

Charmaine froze, her thoughts racing.

Seriously? You haven’t even glanced at me!

She grumbled under her breath, her irritation evident, but she crouched down and started undoing his buttons anyway.

Emyr sat still, allowing her to work. His eyes finally flickered toward her, studying her for the first time.

Her lashes framed her downcast eyes, long and curled, concealing whatever emotions might have been there. A small red mark on her cheek drew his attention.

As she puffed her cheeks in frustration, the mark moved with her subtle motions, adding an unexpected liveliness to her face.

It amused him to see her so annoyed.

But his amusement was fleeting.

ས་མོ་ང་བའ་ད་ར་ན་རང་ད་ང་འ་ན་

Emyr was not the type to enjoy physical contact, least of all from others–and even less so from women.

Her fingertips grazed his skin, so light it felt almost unreal, yet it stirred a sensation he couldn’t shake.

It sent an unwelcome jolt through him, bringing memories he had buried long ago.

Someone else had once been this close to him, but he refused to linger on the thought.

When Charmaine finally slid the shirt off his shoulders, her movements slowed. Her gaze locked on the tattoo sprawled across his chest–a fierce depiction of a mythical figure.

The figure looked almost alive, its intense presence meant to intimidate anyone who dared stare for too long.

the pendant hanging just below his collarbone, its simple design

a moment, Charmaine stared,

out a low, sardonic laugh. “What? Does it scare

retorted, snapping out of her trance.

initial surprise. “I’m just wondering why someone like you–you know, practically a supervillain–wears a pendant.

in closer, her curiosity undeterred. “Let me guess. Someone important gave it to you? It doesn’t even fit with your

his for a split second, and he froze.

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caught as if her words had struck

the spell, he pushed her back.

Finished

not something you should concern yourself with, Don’t let your imagination run

toward

Once your leg’s better, I’ll

defiance to

him. He couldn’t quite pinpoint why, but it left him unsettled.

hum

hours in the emergency ward, she had finally been transferred. The room, luxurious and spacious, offered

restrained frustration. On the other side of the room, the Read family lingered, guilt hanging over them like a

and Sophie had nearly collapsed when the news broke. The shock

the cherished daughter of the Nelson family, a life most could

into chaos

become a national joke, dragging the Nelson name through the mud with her.

the Quinns not intervened, the damage might have been

silence, barely above a whisper. “I’m so sorry. Please don’t leave

carried on

Bennett and Sophie–moved closer to her bed. But when their eyes met, Bennett and Sophie hesitated, stepping back as if

taking Leah’s hand in hers. It

still the girl Olympia had

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