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Caylie wasn’t skilled enough currently to be administering needles to the patient’s chest, or she would
have volunteered to do it herself.
After all, he’s a guy and she’s a girl.
Worried that her presence would affect Emrys‘ concentration, she exited the room.
Only the two of them were left in the room.
Emrys was nervous. It felt completely different from the first time he administered acupuncture to
Yelena.
At the time, Emrys was extremely focused as his only concern was for her life. Besides, Yelena had not
felt a thing because she had been unconscious.
This time, however, the beautiful, seductive woman was lying before him and gazing up at him with
misty, imploring eyes.
“Face the other way, Lena.”
“Mmm.”
Yelena hummed in assent. Her ears, snow–white like the neck of a swan, flushed pink.
Though she was fond of teasing Emrys, it was usually in jest. Furthermore, it was through two layers of
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Yelena became abashed.
Steadying himself, Emrys undid her buttons and gripped the first needle.
Twenty minutes later, he was done. Mopping his sweaty brows, he said, “Thankfully, yours are au
naturel, Lena, or these needles would have punctured them.”
The beads of sweat on his brows were not of exertion but of nerves.
Thus, he cracked a joke to ease the uncomfortable atmosphere.
Chuckling, Yelena flicked his forehead. “Of course. I have self–respect, you know.”
“Is that so? Would you like to compare sizes, Lena?”
As she had remained on the other side of the door eavesdropping, Caylie heard everything. Aware that
the process was complete, she pushed open the door and shot Yelena a challenging look upon
entering the room.
Yelena pulled a face. “I’m not going to compete with you. You’re a monster.”
“How dare you! Say that again, Yelena!”
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Emrys went for a shower after administering the needles on Yelena, firstly to wash his sweat away and
secondly to calm himself.
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Whoosh!
The icy cold water gushed forth.
However, it did nothing.
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It even cast Emrys‘ mind back to his first night at Verdant Estate and seeing Cordelia coming out of the
shower before falling over.
How could that happen?
Emrys immersed himself a little longer, yet the heat within him could not be dispelled. Having no other
choice, he began reciting Vipassana, and only then did he manage to calm down with great difficulty.
I don’t even know when I’ll see progress in Nameless Divine Art. If this goes on, I may just explode
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With a bitter laugh, he emerged shirtless from the bathroom.
The sight that greeted him in the living room caused him to freeze, flabbergasted.
Aside from Caylie and Yelena, Cordelia was there–she had returned. That, however, was not the
surprising part: there was a woman he had never seen before sitting beside Cordelia.
Eh? What is going on?
All of them were caught off guard.
Caylie was the first to regain her composure. Pushing Emrys hurriedly into his room, she chastised,
“What are you doing, Emrys? It’s bad enough that you go about like that around us, but- we have a
guest today! Put something on!”
Emrys protested innocently, “I didn’t know Cordelia would be coming home today, and with a woman
too, no less! Who is she?”
“Her name is Penny Moore, and she’s Delia’s classmate from university. I heard she married into a rich
family not long after graduation and is now living the life of a rich man’s wife. You’d better put
something on. Don’t make a fool of yourself,” Caylie said.
“Who would take me, the Empyrean Lord, as a fool?”
Emrys mumbled those words, so Caylie did not hear them. Instead, she was helping him look for
something breezy to wear.
“Stop fidgeting. I’ll help you put it on.”