My Reborn Story Is Insane novel Chapter 7

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Emyr stayed silent, his gaze fixed on her.

Charmaine was unbothered by the silence. He glanced at his leg and said, "I am confident that I can heal our leg."

"Ms. Nelson, mind your words!"

Tad, who was nearby, issued a stern warning.

These days, discussing Emyr's leg had become taboo.

As expected, the man's eyes darkened further, and his grip on her hand tightened.

"The once unrefined and undisciplined Ms. Read thinks she can do as she pleases when she returns to the Nelsons?"

Charmaine pressed on a pressure point on his wrist, controlling the strength of his hold.

"Since you've delved into my past, you should be aware that I spent two years in South Aspus. There, I met an old holistic medicine healer who taught me healing techniques. Your fainting in that room would not have happened without him."

Emyr's expression darkened even more at the reminder of that incident.

"Don't think I wouldn't kill you."

"I believe you would, but I'm also trying to give myself a chance—and to make amends with you."

Charmaine said sincerely, "Your leg was injured two years ago. Although you can't walk, you still have feeling in it. Let me try. Maybe I can heal you."

Emyr glanced at the medicine cabinet she had just examined, a slight smirk forming on his lips.

He had a dangerous charm, and that smile could steal one's soul. But his hands, eager for her life, showed no sign of mercy.

"You're clever, but do you think I'd listen to your nonsense?"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Charmaine's hand with his other hand, pulling her arms behind her and twisting her to face away from him.

The expensive, custom-made wheelchair beneath him pinned her legs down, denying her any chance to fight back.

"You should be grateful you're still innocent. Otherwise, I wouldn't have left you in one piece."

She could barely move, forced to listen to his shallow breathing as his grip on her throat tightened, bit by bit.

Struggling to speak, Charmaine forced out each word with difficulty. "You—you were drugged and injured. I—I can help …"

Emyr was astounded.

Emyr gave no response.

He could take it no longer and snapped, "Tad, throw her to the back mountain and feed her to the bears."

Charmaine quickly raised her hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, it was just a joke, but everything I said earlier was serious."

Emyr's eyes bored into her, unreadable and deep as he studied her.

"How did the Nelsons find out about me?"

Charmaine shook her head and said, "The Nelsons don't know. No one told me about your injury."

She slowly got up, the playful look on her face fading into something serious. "I'm confident I can help. Let me try."

Kane pulled her back, clearly not buying it either. He said, "Chara, it's one thing to talk big, but let's not go too far with the lies, okay?"

Emyr ignored Kane, his eyes fixed on Charmaine.

"Lying will result in a fate worse than strangling to death."

"Don't worry, I genuinely want to heal you."