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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 bed. She reached out to embrace his waist, burying her small face against him. Her eyes

He looked at Maggie, unable to resist gently

Maggie responded softly, her voice somewhat muffled.

help but tighten her grip, feeling the warmth of his body. He was unharmed and alive. All of this was not a

rainy days,” Maggie/softly expressed, sounding somewhat

adore rainy days, just not venturing out in the rain. But she likes to

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aversion to rainy days, it likely started with

The torrential rain seemed to wash away all the malevolence, drowning out her anguished screams.

ache uncontrollably on rainy days. It would tempt her to scratch and remind her of everything she had endured that

oppressive and despairing

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

emanating

bed, and embraced his neck. She asked.gently,

over some matters, Nathael responded gently,

and then playfully squeezed it towards the center, unable to resist complimenting, “You’re

removed her mischievous hand, raising an eyebrow, and

as she whispered, “It makes my

were dark and intense, unable to contain his desire.

seriously and responded with his low voice, “Don’t tease

around his neck and her legs. around

He stumbled back,

were on her thigh. Her dress rode

and she

softly. Her voice was sweet

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

arms.

become a

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

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but because she hated that side of herself.