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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?”

remained silent. Instead, she rose and knelt on the edge of the bed. She reached

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

softly, her voice somewhat

her grip, feeling the warmth of his body. He was unharmed and alive. All of

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

rainy days, just not venturing out

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her aversion to rainy days, it likely started with Sierra disfiguring her

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

rainy days. It would tempt her to scratch

an oppressive

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

remained silent, allowing her to cling

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

bed, and embraced his neck. She asked.gently, “Aren’t you

matters, Nathael responded gently,

cupped his face in her hands and then

mischievous hand, raising an eyebrow, and asked, “How handsome?”

lips curled into a sly smile as she whispered, “It makes

dark and intense, unable to contain his desire.

at her seriously and responded with

leapt onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and

He stumbled back, instinctively catching

hands were on her thigh. Her dress rode up,

sparkled, and she blinked innocently.

said softly. Her voice was

her. In the past, he would only give her a restrained

arms.

become a

but she also resented her attachment to him. Sometimes, the more she

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him, but because she hated that side of herself.