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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?”

and knelt on the edge of the bed. She reached out to embrace his waist, burying her

Maggie, unable to resist gently stroking her soft hair.

responded softly, her

grip, feeling the warmth of his body. He

Maggie/softly

not venturing out in the rain. But she likes to enjoy a

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to rainy days, it likely

was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed to wash away all

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

an oppressive and despairing

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 exacerbates the challenges of

to

grief emanating from her–the emotions he

embraced his neck.

Nathael responded gently, feeling

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

hand, raising an eyebrow,

smile as she whispered, “It

nard. His eyes were dark and intense, unable to contain his

with his low voice, “Don’t tease me.”

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

was caught off guard. He stumbled back,

to say, but his hands were on her

eyes sparkled, and she

Her voice was sweet

In the past, he would only

arms.

had become a

resented her attachment to him. Sometimes, the

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him, but because she hated that side