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?”

of the bed. She reached out to embrace his waist, burying her small face

at Maggie, unable to resist gently

softly, her

his body. He was unharmed and alive. All of this was not a dream, which was

days,” Maggie/softly

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

Makes

aversion to rainy days, it likely started with Sierra disfiguring

face, it was pouring rain. The torrential rain seemed to wash away

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

oppressive and

rained, she could not hear anything else due to the noisy rain.

silent, allowing her to cling to him in silence.

profound sorrow and grief emanating from her–the emotions he had never encountered

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

some matters, Nathael responded gently,

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

hand, raising an eyebrow, and

lips curled into a sly smile as she whispered, “It makes

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

with his low

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

He stumbled back, instinctively catching her.

were on her

sparkled, and she blinked innocently.

Her voice

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

arms.

had become

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

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of him, but because she hated that

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