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

Chapter 62 Eymr’s Soft Spot or Not

Freya felt utterly humiliated after being exposed in public.

Does this girl know medicine too?

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“Emyr, don’t believe her. These are just nourishing supplements–I only wanted to help improve your health-”

“There’s no need for that!” Emyr cut her off sharply. Then he ordered, “Alfred, please escort Dr. White out. She doesn’t need to come for consultations anymore.”

Freya looked as though she’d been struck by lightning. She thought she must have misheard. “Emyr, stop joking. If I don’t come, who will treat your condition?”

“She’s enough.”

Who?

Freya was stunned. Before she could ask for clarification, Alfred firmly escorted her out of the room.

Charmaine walked up to Emyr. “Do you still want these pills?”

Emyr shot her a sidelong glance. “Do you want me to throw you out too?”

Charmaine quickly waved her hands. “Please, Mr. Emyr, I’m innocent here.”

With that, she emptied the bottle of pills into the artificial pond nearby.

These pills were of no use to Emyr, so feeding them to the crocodile in the pond wouldn’t hurt.

Emyr watched her as she picked up a piece of dried fish and started teasing Little Fish. Her slender and graceful figure stood out to him.

Watching Little Fish retreat repeatedly from her teasing, Charmaine laughed heartily.

Her natural beauty paired with the small red beauty mark near her eye made her look alluring.

fun, she turned back and asked with a smile, “Mr. Emyr, do

withdrew his gaze, which had unknowingly lingered on her.

you busy?”

tone made it hard for Charmaine to discern his

“Didn’t you call me here just to help get rid of Dr. White?”

had been blatantly

Freya wouldn’t

was exactly why she had the guts to

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no, I completely misunderstood Mr. Emyr’s intentions. I’d

a few degrees. “Charmaine!”

explained, “Freya is the granddaughter of one of my grandfather’s old friends. Keeping her around makes the old

lived to see me

after speaking. He

away her

Emyr, he had seemed untouchable even seated in a wheelchair. He was aloof and commanding, like a deity

glimpse at the vulnerable side

most imposing people had

as if to speak but hesitated. Finally, she rested her hand lightly on the arm of his wheelchair. “Don’t worry, Mr. Emyr. I won’t let you down.”

studied her for a long moment

just one orientation class

Alfred your class schedule. Work

off by the

looked at her

Do you think a few days off means you no

have to

course not,” she

had just started feeling sorry for him–what

way that Emyr has any