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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,

rin

closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he were merely an observer of the world, detached from everything

spoke, Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who asked him to

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her to awkwardly look away.

we’re going home.” Nathael stated firmly,

cast a glance at Leo, then departed with Nathael.

her and spoke softly, “Call me if

subconsciously, feeling Nathael’s grip on her wrist

ushered her into the car, Maggie could

Maggie turned and stealthily observed Nathael’s stern profile.

were dark, and he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence, as if silently

up at her and asked in a deep

sternness that was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring, I was wrong. It won’t

was unexpected,

disappearance, her ignoring of calls, and even her

sincere, yet it echoed the many times she

to determine if her remorse was

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

cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his, stopping barely an inch

I not as pretty as the view

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

silent, his dark eyes

the discomfort rising within her, Maggie softly pleaded, “Can you stop being

her, Maggie felt the tears might start at

as he said, “Don’t you want to ignore me? Are you tired of me? Or do you think Leo is better?”

particularly harsh, but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began to

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leaned back in her seat, turning

road, leaving behind the

black mountain forest enveloped

lost in thought. Tears swirled in her

felt congested

the cruel truth that her days were

had been the only one to hurt him from the beginning

recall her past life, remembering his fate

of her past life made her

like a curse, burdening

never understood what made her flawed

in her seat and