Chapter 78 He Missed Her

When those words came out, Maggie was stunned for a few seconds. Meanwhile, Nathael, opposite her, fell silent.

Dmn it! I’m done!

Why do I have such a big mouth?

I dared to make a dominant and influential person in Aquapolis like him kneel to me. Am I crazy?

Without Nathael saying anything, Maggie felt if she would take a mile if she gave her an inch!

“Maggic.”

After a moment of silence, Nathael suddenly chuckled.

“Uhm? What… what’s the matter?” Maggie was a bit uneasy. She felt he might be so angry that he wanted. to kill her.

“Are you at home?” Nathael couldn’t help but light a cigarette. The pale smoke rises, blurring the outline of a man, softening the coldness on his face, showing a hint of indulgence.

“Not really…” Maggie spoke softly, wondering if he was coming over to deal with her.

Nathael chuckled. “Are you scared?”

“No. I’m scared of you actually coming over to kneel before me. Maggie pouted stubbornly.

She couldn’t back down just because of a few words from him.

“Then you wait.” Nathael’s eyes darkened. He took a few deep drags of his cigarette, extinguished it, put on his coat, and walked out.

Maggie was feeling uneasy, so she hurriedly got up from the table and ran to the window, unable to help but say, “Um… it’s raining outside.”

“I know,” Nathael replied in a deep voice without any extra words.

to sleep,” Maggie said absentmindedly.

two slender and symmetrical legs. Her bare feet, now restless, played with slippers, unable

cold expression last time that made her a little scared, or maybe it was the burning sensation on her

there was still a sense of anticipation, as if it was trying to break free from the constraints of the night, becoming a sprout soaked in rainwater, breaking through the soil, tinged with water droplets

in a warm and soothing voice, with a deep and clean tone that sounded like the most

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Maggie’s throat tightened. Her heartbeat

does he want to see?

see about

the car, Nathael quickly held a brief video conference for two unfinished projects, then called Henry and signed a

dark and dense,

a warm yellow, soft halo in the night, and the

wrapped in a blanket, watching

missed her.

it wasn’t really that long compared to the past. He always seemed to be thinking about her, but the longing

hesitate to push aside his work and endure an hour–long journey on

Maggie was still

their last encounter ended sourly. But when Maggie saw Nathael, she didn’t know what to

with water stains on his

making it hard for her

me in to sit?” Nathael spoke first. Behind him was the lamp’s

warmth.

arranged his

a deep voice, “I’m going to take a

even though his journey

was with him,

the sound of water in the bathroom. Nathael’s power over people’s hearts was always particularly terrifying. Perhaps

up on the sofa to

to her name:

with the Herschire Cultural Park, the school graduation project, and a few

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