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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 embrace his waist, burying her small face against him. Her eyes

to resist gently

softly, her voice somewhat muffled.

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

Maggie/softly expressed, sounding

just not venturing out in the rain. But she

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to rainy days, it likely started with

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

would itch and ache uncontrollably on rainy days. It would tempt her

oppressive and despairing nightmare.

no longer liked 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

silent, allowing her to cling to him

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

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

sleep, pondering over some matters, Nathael responded

than him. She cupped his face in her hands and then playfully squeezed it towards the center,

mischievous hand, raising an eyebrow, and asked, “How handsome?”

into a sly smile as

dark and intense, unable to contain his desire.

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

wrapped her arms around his neck

He stumbled back, instinctively catching

hands were on her thigh.

and she blinked innocently.

said softly. Her voice

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

arms.

had become a habit.

his warmth, but she also resented her attachment to him. Sometimes, the more she missed him, the more hostile

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because of him, but because she hated that side of herself.