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

Chapter 47 Sharp Glance

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Sophie felt the weight of the man’s icy presence, and her courage faltered. Fear clawed at her chest, rendering her tongue nearly tied. Desperate to recover, she blurted out, “Maybe Mr. Robin had something urgent to handle and had to leave without saying anything!”

Emyr’s jaw clenched, his expression unreadable but commanding. Turning to Tad, he gave a swift, unyielding order. “He was just here. Seal the hospital. Search every corner until you find him.”

“Yes, sir!” Tad responded without hesitation and began carrying out the directive.

Though Emyr had entered quietly, his authority transformed the atmosphere.

Tad’s commands rippled through the hospital, and soon every exit and passage was locked down. Escape was no longer an option.

Meanwhile, in a dim stairwell, Charmaine worked with precision.

She shrugged off her jacket and rolled it into a compact bundle, tossing it into a shadowy corner near a trash bin.

Her hands moved swiftly as she descended several flights of stairs and slipped into an elevator.

When she reached the ground floor, she melded into the flow of people moving toward the exit. Relief washed over her, but it was short–lived. A voice called out behind her, stopping her mid–step.

“Ms. Nelson?”

Charmaine cursed inwardly, her frustration well–hidden beneath a calm facade. Turning around, she offered a practiced smile of pleasant surprise. “Tad? What are the odds?”

The soft hum of mechanical wheels drew her attention. Tad shifted to the side, revealing Emyr, whose presence in his wheelchair was no less imposing. His sharp features were carved with authority, his gaze unwavering.

Charmaine’s smile brightened, and she met his stare with playful ease. “Mr. Emyr! Fancy running into you here.”

Emyr’s patience was wearing thin, his mood dark as a storm cloud. He cut straight to the point, his voice low and clipped. “Why are you here?”

their intensity like a searchlight sweeping through her thoughts. Charmaine felt her composure waver

he noticed the faint marks of a mask and the sheen of sweat on her skin. Without a word, he reached

pulled back, clutching her arm as though burned.

voice trembled

wearing a mask, and you’ve been sweating. Why were

skipped a beat, panic tightening its

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masked her unease with a pout, her

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it matter? You said you didn’t care about my business. Are you going to lecture

Emyr’s tone carried no inflection, but his eyes

found out and had to rush over to get everything done before school starts. The hospital’s packed today. I waited forever for

the checklist as she spoke. Her movements seemed effortless, almost rehearsed, as if she had done this

the sheet and scanned it, his brow knitting into

a moment, the tension in his face loosened, but his

he seriously suspect Charmaine of being Robin?

felt absurd even as it crossed his mind.

Tad

that might belong to Robin. It was discarded in a trash can on the 13th floor.

expression like stone.. “Forget it.

lines of his body. “Mr. Emyr, please, just

time.”

gone,” Emyr said, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. “Staying here won’t change that. We’re leaving.”

hesitated, reluctant to give up, but finally

toward Charmaine, Emyr narrowed his eyes.“You’re coming

to protest, but one glance at his unyielding expression silenced her. Without a word, she stepped forward and began to push his wheelchair.