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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?”

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

to resist gently stroking

responded softly, her voice

warmth of his body. He

rainy days,” Maggie/softly expressed, sounding somewhat

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

81 It Makes My Heart

to rainy days, it likely started with Sierra

The torrential rain seemed to wash away

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

an oppressive and

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

her to cling

and grief emanating from her–the

neck.

some matters, Nathael responded gently, feeling slightly

his face in her hands and then playfully

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

sly smile as she whispered, “It

His eyes were dark and intense, unable to

with his low voice,

wrapped her arms around his neck and her

caught off guard. He stumbled back, instinctively

his hands were on her thigh. Her dress rode up,

and she blinked innocently.

said softly. Her voice was sweet and

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

arms.

had become

resented her attachment to him. Sometimes, the more she missed him, the

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Makes My Heart’Flutter

because of him, but because she hated that side