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

Chapter 36 Fake Tears

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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.

there. She noticed the pendant hanging just below his

a moment, Charmaine stared,

gaze and let out a low,

her trance. “Why would it scare me?”

tone shifted, curiosity replacing her initial surprise. “I’m just wondering why someone like you–you know, practically a

me guess. Someone important gave it to

for a split second, and he

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as if her

the spell, he pushed

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firmly, his voice as cold as steel, “this is not something you should concern yourself with, Don’t let your imagination run wild.”

stepping toward

better, I’ll vanish like the obedient little assistant you

to make

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

rhythmic hum of machines and

the emergency ward, she had finally been transferred. The room,

other side of

news broke. The shock

life as the cherished daughter of the Nelson

all into chaos with one

had become a national joke, dragging the Nelson name through

not intervened, the damage might

the tense silence, barely above a whisper. “I’m so sorry.

words were fragile, carried

their eyes met, Bennett and Sophie hesitated, stepping

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

what Leah had done, she was still the girl