Chapter 3 Shameless

• Emyr returned home six months ago. He had already become disabled and was dependent on a wheelchair upon his return.
• Upon Charmaine's return to the Nelsons, she learned of the engagement. Both Nelsons and Reads were around at the time. Leah made a casual but regretful remark, "If Mr. Emyr had come back earlier, I could have married into that family, and then Chara could have stayed home to spend more time with our parents."
• As soon as these words left Leah's mouth, Olympia's expression hardened.
• She playfully scolded, "You can't marry him. If you did marry that ... how could you live for the rest of your life?"
• Charmaine's eyes fixed on Olympia's mouth as it silently formed the word 'trash'. Out of courtesy and upbringing, she held back the words, but the disdain on her face was unmistakable.
• Leah glanced at Charmaine, hesitating before saying, "But Chara ... she ... "
• Olympia frowned and said, "Chara's just come home; she doesn't even know the rules. We'll discuss the engagement later."
• At the time, Charmaine had believed Olympia would make plans for her future. Now, with her affection for family gone, she saw things clearly.
• Leah couldn't marry the trash when she was left for 'later'.
• In her previous life, if nothing had happened tonight, her marriage arrangement with Emyr wouldn't have changed.
• Therefore, using her fiancé as an antidote in her moment of desperation didn't seem wrong.
• After getting some rest, her trembling legs felt somewhat better. Charmaine was about to leave.
• She took a step but paused, deciding to turn back.
• She thought it was best to leave some dignity for her fiancé.
• Under the moonlight, she finally saw the man's handsome face, which seemed like a masterpiece crafted by the god. Even sitting disheveled and unconscious in his wheelchair, he couldn't hide his natural aura of authority.
• "Such a perfect man! What a pity!"
• She muttered, bending down to drape his torn pants over him and fasten his buttons.
• A pendant on Emyr's chest slipped out from under his collar.
• She narrowed her eyes. After a moment's thought, she moved the pendant aside and pulled down his collar.
• There on his tanned, muscular chest was a vivid tattoo of Archangel Michael. The fierce expression and imposing figure on his chest stood in stark contrast to the pendant.
• Charmaine stared at it for a while. Then she buttoned up each of his shirts individually before leaving.
• Not long after she left, the man in the wheelchair slowly regained consciousness.
• The sticky sensation around him, the disheveled state of his clothing, and the soreness in his legs all clearly indicated what had happened in the room.
• Emyr's expression remained cold as he pressed the button on his wheelchair. A man in black quickly entered the room.
• When he saw the scene before him, Tad Anderson, a top-tier bodyguard of the world, was stunned for a while.
• "Mr. Emyr, you were ... "
• The word "violated" was swallowed back under Emyr's sharp gaze.
• Emyr's voice was icy as he commanded, "Find her. Cut her up and feed them to the dogs."
• "Yes, boss!"
• …
• Charmaine returned to the guest room she had left earlier and paused.
• Beyond the door lay memories from her past life, ones she hadn't had the courage to revisit until now.
• The memories were crystal clear. Three strange men were sprawled naked, their clothes scattered across the floor, her family barged in, yelling accusations without understanding the situation, and the strangers mocked them with their laughter and comments.
• Charmaine closed her eyes before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
• The scene was just as she remembered—three men lay unconscious, naked, and tangled on the bed, the sight just as revolting as it had been in her past life.
• Charmaine curled her lips in a cold sneer.
• How much did the person behind all this hate her to want to ruin her like this?
• As she pondered, a sharp cry of shock and disappointment suddenly rang out behind her.
• "Chara, you ... how could you do such a thing?!"
• Charmaine turned calmly, facing the group that had just burst into the room.
• Her gaze swept over their complicated expressions and finally rested on Leah. She was hiding shyly behind Olympia.
• Leah's innocent demeanor contrasted sharply with Charmaine's calm and collected composure, making her look even dirtier and more vile in comparison.
• Charmaine laughed silently.
• She had been so blind in her previous life, letting her affection for family cloud her judgment and failing to see the true color of this goody-two-shoes.
• The first to regain composure was Alec. His stern face tightened as he ordered the staff outside, "Seal off this floor."
• Milo, too, snapped back to reality. He roared at Charmaine without a second thought, "One man wasn't enough? And you needed three. Charmaine, do you have any shame?!"