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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

He looked at Maggie, unable to resist gently stroking her

Maggie responded softly, her

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

dislike rainy days,” Maggie/softly expressed,

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

Makes My Heart

to trace her aversion to rainy days, it likely started

her eyes and scarred her face, it was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed

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

oppressive and

she could not hear anything else due to the noisy rain. For a blind person, the inability to see or hear exacerbates the

her to cling to him in

sorrow and grief emanating from her–the

lifted her head, stood up from the bed, and embraced his neck. She

some matters, Nathael responded gently, feeling

and then playfully

mischievous hand, raising an eyebrow, and asked, “How

as she whispered, “It

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

looked at her seriously and responded with

her arms around his neck and her

He stumbled

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

and she

softly. Her voice was

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

arms.

had become a habit.

her attachment to him.

18 May

81 It Makes My Heart’Flutter

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