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

Chapter 275 Dinner with Emyr

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Last time a group came, this time Celeste visited the villa alone. The normally bold Celeste suddenly turned shy, chatting away with Alfred about Charmaine’s home life.

As they chatted for hours, Charmaine thought, aren’t we supposed to be studying?

The weather was terrible, and when it was time for Celeste to leave, a thunderstorm broke out.

Checking the forecast, Charmaine suggested, “It looks like it’ll lighten up in a couple of hours. Why don’t you stay for dinner?”

Celeste, caught off–guard, asked, “Would that interrupt your dinner with Mr. Emyr?”

Charmaine, pondering Emyr’s recent grumpy demeanor, started to say, “He’s been busy with work, so he probably won’t…”

She was interrupted by the household staff scrambling to fetch umbrellas, “Mr. Emyr is back!”

Charmaine closed her mouth, embarrassed, and joined the staff outside.

Despite their efforts, Emyr got soaked in the heavy rain.

Seeing a maid nearly in tears, Charmaine grabbed a small towel from her, covering Emyr’s head and rubbing it roughly.

Peeking under the towel, she met Emyr’s frosty look and blinked innocently. “I saw a drop of water slip in. If it isn’t dried properly, you’ll get a headache.”

Emyr’s cold look pierced through her flimsy excuse, “Is it gone now?”

mood–no signs of anger.

a minute or two more!”

the towel back over him and continued her

Emyr remained silent.

my god! Mr. Emyr is actually letting

watched the scene, whispering among themselves, “No

Nelson was a woman of principle.

and she really did wait for two minutes before putting her hands down.

in

Emyr for many years and had never seen anyone dare to mess with him like this and

was definitely

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275 Dinner with Emyr

Emyr’s gaze, Charmaine coughed and then gently smoothed down his hair for him.

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could not be completely restored, his good looks

his charm.

much better

Celeste

Charmaine to explain, “She’s here to study with me. The rain outside is too heavy right now,

gestured to Alfred, “Let’s have

had regained her composure,

tightly, like holding the only driftwood in the sea, trembling all