My Reborn Story Is Insane novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18 No Wonder It Hurt So Much Back Then 

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Bennett stared intently at Leah, his voice dark and firm “We still need Charmaine’s kidney. That’s non- negotiable.” 

Eastlake Manor. 

Emyr was deep in sleep when a strange, tickling sensation brushed against his ear. 

He opened his eyes just in time to catch Charmaine quickly pulling back a feather duster. 

Emyr’s irritation flared immediately. 

His voice was low and dangerous as he growled, “Charmaine!” 

Charmaine positioned herself a few feet from the bed, close enough to be present but far enough to maintain a sense of detachment. Her face was a picture of innocence. 

What was with this guy and his habit of grabbing people by the throat at the slightest provocation? 

She studied his face for a moment. Even freshly woken, he was strikingly handsome. 

The fate had indeed favored him. 

In her calmest voice, Charmaine said, “No need to shout, Mr. Emyr. I can hear you just fine.” 

Emyr’s expression remained cold. “Who gave you permission to come in here?” 

“You did, Mr. Emyr,” she blinked innocently. “Didn’t you assign me as your personal staff? My job is to take care of you, and my shift starts at 7 AM sharp. So naturally, I’m here to report for duty.” 

Emyr’s narrow eyes fixated on her, a cold gleam flashing in his gaze, as though he could see right through 

her. 

After a moment, he let out a sarcastic chuckle. 

“I have to admit, you’re more shameless than the rest of them.” 

She knew he was mocking her. 

Of course, he’d assigned me to be a house staff just to make me give up and walk away. But I’d accepted the role without a single complaint. 

Charmaine’s smile stayed in place as she coolly countered, “Of course. I’m not like those other women. I’m here to ‘repay‘ you, Mr. Emyr 

She emphasized the word ‘repay 

As expected, Emyr’s striking face darkened further, his expression turning stormy. 

“What are you standing there for? Get to work.” 

Now it was Charmaine’s turn to be taken aback. “What exactly am I supposed to do?” 

Emyr shot her a side glance. “You’re a house staff, and you don’t know your duties?” 

Well, she didn’t know. 

My whole plan was to mess with him. What had Alfred said earlier when I got here? 

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It wasn’t my fault, really. After all, I had come with good intentions, offering to help him with his recovery, and he had the nerve to make me a house staff… 

Naturally, I had to make him suffer a little. 

Noticing the neatly folded clothes on the bench at the foot of the bed, Charmaine suddenly had an idea. “Mr. Emyr, let’s get you dressed first.” 

Without waiting for a response, she stepped forward and pulled the covers off him. 

Emyr hadn’t expected her to move so quickly, and for a second, he was too surprised to react. 

“Wait!” 

Charmaine’s eyes instantly landed on a rather obvious natural occurrence,” and she frowned, muttering under her breath, “No wonder it hurt so much back then…” 

Emyr snatched the covers back with a furious glare. “Get out!” 

Well, it took a bit longer than expected, but there it was the get–out. 

Charmaine didn’t argue. She obediently turned and left. Tad passed her a glance before entering the 

room. 

Alfred rushed up to her, concerned. “Ms. Nelson, is everything alright?” 

Charmaine shook her head with a grin. “Don’t worry, Alfred. I’m fine.” 

Alfred blinked. “Actually, I meant–is Mr. Emyr alright 

Charmaine cleared her throat. “Oh, him? He’s fine. Probably just a little grumpy from waking up. No big deal.” 

That thunderous shout from earlier didn’t seem like a big deal to Alfred. 

But ever since Emyr’s accident, he’d always been shrouded in a cold gloom. Even when angry, he rarely showed any emotion.