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.

to be the

their brief exchange in the hallway the previous night, Charmaine had no patience for

did she say?

to mean? You’re just a maid. Who

casually switched the phone to

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

turned her calm

slightly, as if wordlessly telling him: Handle your

before responding icily, “I asked her to answer

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came through, as cold as ice, sending a shiver down her spine.

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Emyr as gentle and reserved, but now, in her fit of anger, she realized he had been there

to be Charmaine’s doing!

be

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

attempted to justify herself, eager to maintain her graceful reputation in front of

her frustration was not aimed

the phone, unable to hold back a quiet laugh..

a talent for acting.

seemed she had picked up quite

And regarding Emyr

disgusted by Veronica’s sickly sweet, over–the–top voice as

faint sound of Charmaine’s laughter,

mood was not great, and his patience for Veronica was wearing thin. “What do

no interest in indulging her