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Chapter 239 Tired of Me?

Maggie wished she could immediately find a place to hide, instinctively turning her head away.

Instead, she was met with a chaotic crowd doling out compliments, casually parked luxury cars, and the steep mountain path.

How had he managed to find her?

She had already gotten rid of Nolan.

Feeling somewhat dizzy, Maggie’s mind began to go blank in waves.

“Mr. Caleb, you’re a very skilled driver.”

She overheard Nathael’s voice as he approached and shook hands with Leo.

“Mr. Harris, you’re too kind, Leo responded, his handshake gentle and his demeanour calm.

Closing her eyes. Maggie felt a bittersweet shift from joy to sorrow.

She had been dreading seeing him, but ultimately, he had come looking for her.

Now, her only solace was that Leo had accompanied her, preventing her from breaking down in tears at the sight of Nathael.

“Maggie,” came Nathael’s deep voice from behind her.

Bracing herself. Maggie turned around, her vision blurry as she faced him. “Nathael.”

His dark eyes intently focused on her, he slowly asked, “Are you having fun?”

“It’s okay…” Maggie replied, feeling an inexplicable guilt as she uneasily examined his expression.

Would he be angry!

Would he be upset?

The brief moment of bravado she had felt when turning off her phone had now dissolved into anxiety and

unease.

“I’ll take you home,” Nathael declared, reaching out to grab her wrist and gently pulling her to his side.

Maggie didn’t speak, she simply thought for a moment and nodded in response.

you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However, I

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appeared gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he were merely

Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me

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prompting her to

go, we’re going home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping her

glance at Leo, then

spoke softly, “Call me if you need

feeling Nathael’s grip on her

car,

dim light of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed Nathael’s stern profile.

tightly, his pupils were dark, and he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence, as if silently enduring something.

deep

up, and she lowered her head in a

this confrontation was unexpected, a dramatic

represented her baffling disappearance, her ignoring of calls, and even her shutting

sincere, yet it echoed the many times she

her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her remorse was

together, and stared out the window. He pulled a cigarette from the pack and placed it between

mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his, stopping barely

as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving closer

now catch the faint scent of alcohol on her breath mixed with the perfumed air of the nightclub.

his dark eyes quietly observing her.

you stop

her, Maggie felt the tears

tone self–mocking as he said, “Don’t you want to ignore me? Are you tired of me? Or do you think Leo is

harsh, but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s

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fell silent, and obediently leaned back in her seat, turning her head

along the mountain road, leaving behind the noisy crowd

and the black mountain forest enveloped them in silence and

the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled

congested and

was unclear whether it was because of the cruel truth that her days were numbered or

with enough security or if she had been the only one to hurt him from the beginning to the end.

life, remembering his fate in that life.

past life

more like a curse, burdening him in

what made her flawed self so valuable

leaned back in her seat and drifted