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

Chapter 132 Knee–Jerk Reaction

Emyr raised his hand slightly as if to suppress the urge to pinch her in frustration.

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Charmaine quickly covered her neck. “Mr. Emyr, have mercy! Let me handle this myself!”

He snorted coldly. “If I have mercy, I’ll have even more reason to pinch you!”

Knowing she was in the wrong, Charmaine balled her fists and waved them lightly, her tone indignant but resigned. “Fine! I was wrong. I underestimated your wisdom and courage. How could I have been fooled by Freya’s cheap tricks? Clearly, she’s no match for you

Emyr glanced at her, noting how her flattery seemed to improve by the day.

He composed himself, his deep eyes locking onto hers as if he could see right through her.

Without blinking, he said, “When you looked at that maid being unjustly treated, it wasn’t her you were sympathizing with. It was your past self.”

His certainty left Charmaine slightly stunned.

Slowly, she lowered her hands, a faint self–deprecating smile forming on her lips.

“Maybe,” she admitted softly. “But it’s not sympathy. I just feel like a fool.”

Her voice turned heavier. “Getting hurt again and again yet still waiting and hoping–thinking they’d see me, give me a bit of warmth. Foolish, right?

“But that’s just it–people who refuse to see you will never see you.”

Emyr’s gaze darkened slightly at her dim expression.

After a moment of thought, he spoke in an unusually comforting tone, a rare attempt to console her. “Don’t dwell on the past. Being foolish once doesn’t mean you’ll be foolish forever.”

Charmaine “who died early in her past life because she was foolish” Nelson blinked, then gave him a flat look.

Thanks. I really

he suddenly remembered something. “In the living room earlier, you heard everything

knew I was

who could sense her approach

turned meaningful. “What do you think about asking Basil to treat me?”

blinked, momentarily puzzled.

the obvious.course of action? What was there to

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lips, a playful glint

you scared someone else might take over

Emyr frowned.

not exactly what he meant, but now that

word scared made

Of Charmaine?

refute her statement, which amounted to a

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mischievous. “Hehe, if someone

say, she thought to herself, is that I wasn’t sure what to do, so

sharp gaze pinning her in place. Then he sneered coldly. “Charmaine, you’re shirking

eyes widened

“I am not!”

him. “I’m just happy for you, Mr. Emyr.

gaze lingered on her, deep and unreadable. “You’d better remember,” he said quietly, his tone laced with an unspoken threat, “you owe me for this.

for it.”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Emyr.

relentless capitalist, never missing a chance to

to do, did she really want to deal