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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?”

bed. She reached out

momentarily. He looked at Maggie, unable to resist gently stroking her soft hair. He said, “It’s

responded softly, her voice

the warmth of his body. He was unharmed and

dislike rainy days,” Maggie/softly expressed, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

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

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rainy days, it likely

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

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

an oppressive and despairing

to the noisy

to cling

the profound sorrow and grief emanating from her–the emotions

her head, stood up from the bed, and embraced his neck. She asked.gently, “Aren’t you asleep? Why did you suddenly come

couldn’t sleep, pondering over some matters, Nathael responded gently, feeling

cupped his face in her hands and then playfully squeezed it towards the

hand, raising an eyebrow, and asked, “How

a sly smile as

dark and intense, unable to contain his desire.

responded with his low

stop, Maggie leapt onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs.

off guard. He stumbled

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

eyes sparkled, and she

said softly. Her voice

to hug her. In the past, he would only give

arms.

become a habit.

him. Sometimes, the more she missed him, the

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because of him, but because she