Let’s start all over again,shall we?

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 hope

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

interjected, “It was me who asked

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her to

going home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping her hand tightly.

Leo, then departed

waved at her and spoke softly, “Call me if you need

grip on her wrist

car, Maggie

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

he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence, as if

asked in a deep voice, “Is this why you turned off your

Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring,

was unexpected, a dramatic twist of

Nathael, it represented her baffling disappearance, her ignoring of calls, and

echoed the many times she had smoothly

clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her remorse was

lips pressed tightly together, and stared out the window. He pulled

Maggie reached out, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his, stopping

as pretty as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving closer

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

dark

softly pleaded, “Can you stop being mad? I

Maggie felt the

said, “Don’t you want to ignore me? Are you

sting in Maggie’s nose as

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

along the mountain road, leaving behind the noisy crowd and the

mountain forest

Tears swirled in her eyes, but

heart felt congested and

of the cruel truth that her days

wondered if she had ever provided him with enough security or if she had been the only one to hurt him from

help but recall her past life,

past life made her feel suffocated.

like a curse, burdening him in life and even in

made her flawed self so valuable in his

she unconsciously leaned back in