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

Chapter 164 Veronica Called Emyr

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Charmaine assisted Emyr with the needle, using the moment to discreetly check his pulse as he rested with his eyes shut.

He slowly opened his eyes halfway, fixing a serious gaze on her.

“How is it?” he inquired after a brief pause.

Charmaine set his hand down gently. “Your cold–related illness is showing improvement. You should continue with the medicinal baths, and in a few months, you should recover about 80% to 90%.

“Alright.”

Just as Emyr was about to speak again, the phone on the table rang.

He glanced at the screen and said. “Can you answer that for me?”

The caller ID showed an unknown number.

Charmaine had no choice but to pick up. “Hello, Mr. Emyr is currently unavailable to take calls.”

Veronica, who had been eagerly waiting to hear Emyr’s voice, felt an instant wave of disappointment, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.

Hearing the heavy breathing on the other end, Charmaine knew the person was still listening. So, she repeated herself, “He’s not able to speak right now. If there’s something important, you can relay the message to him for me.”

Veronica clutched the fabric of her clothing tightly. After a moment’s hesitation, she finally spoke. “Charmaine, it’s Veronica. I need to speak with Mr. Emyr.”

Charmaine’s eyes narrowed slightly.

expected her to be the caller.

night, Charmaine had no patience for pleasantries. “I already told

she

back immediately, “Charmaine, what’s that supposed to mean? You’re just a maid. Who

Charmaine casually switched the

up in her frustration and unable to hold back her emotions, unknowingly making Emyr hear every

and turned her calm gaze

as if wordlessly telling him: Handle your own

before responding icily, “I asked her

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voice came through, as cold as ice, sending a shiver down her

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now, in her fit of anger, she realized he had been there the entire

had to be Charmaine’s

had to be

to suppress the fear rising in her chest. Swallowing her frustration, she softened her voice, putting on a pitiful tone. “Mr. Emyr, I’m really sorry for what I said earlier. I was just concerned that Charmaine might be up to

eager to maintain her graceful

was not aimed at Charmaine but stemmed

to

had a

seemed she had picked up quite a bit from

And regarding Emyr

Veronica’s sickly sweet, over–the–top voice as she was, Charmaine couldn’t have

laughter, Emyr shot her a sharp

for Veronica

no interest in indulging