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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?”

rose and knelt on the edge of the bed. She reached out to

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

responded softly, her voice

she couldn’t help but tighten her grip, feeling the warmth of his body. He was unharmed and alive. All of

days,” Maggie/softly

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

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rainy days, it

Sierra blinded her eyes and scarred her face, it was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed to wash away all

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

an oppressive and despairing nightmare.

rainy 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 daily

her to cling to him in

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

neck. She asked.gently,

matters, Nathael responded

face in her hands and then

an eyebrow,

as she whispered,

swallowed nard. His eyes were dark and intense, unable to

at her seriously and responded with his low

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

He stumbled back,

managed to say, but his hands were on her thigh. Her dress rode up,

eyes sparkled, and

she said softly. Her voice was

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

arms.

become a habit.

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

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because of him, but because she hated that