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Chapter 81 It Makes My Heart Flutter

A loud noise erupted at that moment, accompanied by flames, thick smoke, and debris flying through the

air.

Maggie felt almost numb, as if she had been torn apart.

Joseph, that despicable man!

The numbers on the timer had been false from the start. He detonated it prematurely when there were still thirty seconds remaining.

Right from the beginning, he intended to kill both her and Nathael!

Maggie watched in helplessness as the man she had pushed out was blown away. His arm was torn off and covered in blood. At that moment, an indescribable sense of powerlessness pierced her heart.

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Maggie woke up from the nightmare. Her face was pale, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

Perhaps her panicked cry had reached the adjacent room. Before Maggie could gather her thoughts, she heard a faint knock on the door, “Maggie?”

Maggie snapped out of her chaotic memories, staring blankly towards the door, unable to distinguish between past and present.

Perhaps she was worried and afraid that she had disturbed him.

Nathael gently pushed the door open to check on her.

She was still so the bed in her oversized pajamas in the dim light. Her face was pale, and she was lost in thought.

Upon seeing him, a glint appeared in her eyes as she softly uttered, “Mr. Harris.”

Her throat tightened. Her voice was filled with indescribable hoarseness.

Nathael opened the door and poured her a glass of warm water, asking, “Were you dreaming?”

silent. Instead, she rose and knelt on the edge of the bed. She reached out to embrace his waist, burying her small face against him. Her eyes were

momentarily. He looked at Maggie, unable to resist gently stroking her soft hair.

softly, her

body. He was unharmed and alive. All of this was not a dream, which

dislike rainy days,” Maggie/softly expressed, sounding somewhat

used to adore rainy days, just not venturing out in the

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rainy days, it likely started with Sierra

and scarred her face, it was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed to wash away all the malevolence, drowning out

on rainy days. It would tempt her to scratch and remind her

like an oppressive and despairing

liked rainy days. When it rained, she could not hear anything else due to the noisy rain. For a blind person, the inability

to cling to him in

sensed the profound sorrow and grief emanating from her–the emotions he had never

and embraced his neck. She

matters, Nathael responded gently, feeling slightly

than him. She cupped his face in her hands and

raising an eyebrow, and asked, “How

curled into a sly smile as she whispered, “It makes my heart flutter.”

and

her seriously and responded with

when to stop, Maggie leapt onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her

off guard. He

say, but his hands were on her

and she blinked innocently.

she said softly. Her voice

her. In the past, he would only

arms.

had become a habit.

attachment to him. Sometimes, the more

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not because of him, but because she hated that side of herself.