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

Chapter 233 The Elders

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"Heh, now you're bold enough to drink? Aren't you worried you'll be doubled over with stomach cramps in two days?"

Charmaine paused for a moment, confused at first, before realization hit her. A faint blush colored her checks.

So, Satan remembers my cycle after all-it's indeed two days from now!

She glanced awkwardly at the osmanthus cake, muttering, "Well... I'll try using my nose and mouth to grab the cake. Mr. Emyr, you have to hurry up and catch it!"

Before Emyr could respond, Charmaine puckered her lips, attempting to hook the cake with her nose. She struggled as the frosting clung to her face, making it more difficult to grab the cake.

Shawn, who had already finished three bottles of wine and was starting to feel light-headed, watched Charmaine's attempts and snickered, "You two are so cute. Just kiss already!"

The other wealthy friends, who had never seen Emyr act this way with a woman, joined in, pushing the idea further.

"Yeah, punishments are supposed to be timed."

"If they take too long, the punishment should be worse!"

"Should we just make them kiss as punishment?"

"That's actually a great idea! Haha!"

was about to try again, but then she

leaned in closer without her noticing. His hand rested gently yet firmly on her shoulder,

an instant, his piercing gaze met hers, silently commanding,

of how to respond, still awkwardly holding the cake with her lips pursed and her nose

her

as she felt the warmth of his

of the cream mingled with the warmth

mind blanked. Her senses were overwhelmed by the sweet

cake, hearing a soft grunt of discomfort from

into his chair. His usual cold demeanor was replaced with a smoldering

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if he were devouring her

chest, and she quickly grabbed some water,

enjoying the scene, teased, "Mr. Emyr, how was it? Sweet?"

who usually kept a distance from women now

smile tugging at the

turned an even brighter

to think that Satan might be

the

years Emyr had played, he had never faced a punishment involving physical contact with

time, however, was