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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?”

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

paused momentarily. He looked at Maggie, unable to resist gently stroking her soft hair. He said, “It’s okay.”

her

his body. He was unharmed and

Maggie/softly expressed,

just not venturing out in the

81 It Makes My

to rainy days,

it was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed

as her wounds gradually healed, the scars crisscrossing her face would itch and ache uncontrollably on rainy days. It would tempt her to scratch and remind her of everything she had endured

an oppressive and despairing nightmare.

hear anything else due to the noisy rain. For a blind

to cling

sensed the profound sorrow and grief emanating from her–the emotions he

neck. She asked.gently, “Aren’t you asleep? Why did you

pondering over some matters, Nathael responded gently, feeling slightly

stood beside the bed, taller than him. She cupped his face in her hands and then playfully squeezed it towards the center, unable to resist

her mischievous hand, raising an eyebrow, and asked,

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

and

her seriously and responded with

onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs. around his waist like a

was caught off guard. He stumbled back, instinctively catching her.

on her thigh. Her dress rode up,

eyes sparkled, and she blinked innocently.

said softly. Her voice

In the past, he would only give her a restrained kiss or

arms.

had become

attachment to him. Sometimes, the more she missed him, the more hostile

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81 It Makes My Heart’Flutter

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