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

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.

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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.

pendant hanging just below his collarbone, its simple design stark

moment, Charmaine stared,

her lingering gaze and let out a low, sardonic

retorted, snapping out of her

initial surprise. “I’m just wondering why someone like you–you know, practically a supervillain–wears a pendant. It doesn’t really match your whole tough–guy

me guess. Someone important gave it to you? It doesn’t even fit with your tattoo, but you wear it anyway.”

his for

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Fake Tears.

breath caught as if her words

he pushed her

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said firmly, his voice as cold as steel, “this is not something you should concern yourself

stepping toward the

pry. Once your leg’s better, I’ll vanish

carried just enough defiance to

was something about her final words that grated on him. He couldn’t quite pinpoint

hospital room was quiet, save for the rhythmic hum of machines and the

been transferred. The room,

the other side of the room, the Read family

had nearly collapsed when the news broke. The shock of

life as the cherished daughter of the Nelson family, a

thrown it all into chaos with one impulsive act.

gossip; it was a scandal. She had become a national joke, dragging the Nelson name through the mud with her.

the damage might

” Leah’s voice broke the tense silence, barely above a whisper. “I’m so sorry. Please

carried on trembling

bed. But when their eyes met, Bennett and Sophie hesitated, stepping back as if unsure

reached out, taking Leah’s hand in hers. It felt

Leah had done, she was still the