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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?”

the edge of the bed. She reached out to embrace

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

Maggie responded softly, her voice

eyes, she couldn’t help but tighten her grip, feeling the warmth of his body. He was unharmed and alive. All of this was not a dream, which

days,” Maggie/softly

out in the rain. But

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

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

crisscrossing her face would itch and ache uncontrollably on rainy days. It

an oppressive and despairing nightmare.

hear anything else due to the noisy rain. For a blind person, the inability to see or hear

remained silent, allowing her to cling to him

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

bed, and embraced his neck. She asked.gently, “Aren’t you asleep? Why did you suddenly come

over some matters, Nathael responded

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

an

a sly smile as she whispered, “It makes my heart

and intense, unable to contain his desire.

responded with his low voice, “Don’t tease

stop, Maggie leapt onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs. around his waist like

guard. He stumbled back, instinctively catching

managed to say, but his hands were on

and she

me,” she said softly. Her voice was

to hug her. In the past, he would only give her a restrained kiss or hold her tightly in

arms.

had become

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

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him, but because she hated