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.

the pendant hanging just below

a moment, Charmaine stared, captivated.

out a low, sardonic laugh. “What? Does

her trance. “Why would it

shifted, curiosity replacing her initial surprise. “I’m just wondering why someone like you–you know, practically a supervillain–wears a pendant. It doesn’t really match

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

his for a split second,

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if her words had struck

spell, he pushed

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voice as cold as steel, “this is not

toward the door.

leg’s better, I’ll vanish like the

enough defiance to make

about her final words that grated on him. He couldn’t quite pinpoint why, but it left him

quiet, save for the rhythmic hum of

finally been transferred. The room, luxurious and spacious, offered no

the bed, their expressions a mix of worry and restrained frustration. On the other side

when the news broke. The shock of it had been unbearable.

the cherished daughter of the Nelson

into

it was a scandal. She had become a national joke, dragging the Nelson name through

intervened, the damage might have

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

words were fragile, carried on trembling

her bed. But when their eyes met, Bennett and Sophie

out, taking Leah’s hand in hers. It felt icy, and the chill pierced

what Leah had done, she was still the girl Olympia had raised for 18