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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.

gaze shifted to Leo, his eyes deep with intensity. “Thank you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However, I hope next time you will refrain from involving her in such

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and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if

spoke, Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who

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weak, prompting her to awkwardly look away.

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

cast a glance at Leo, then departed

and spoke softly, “Call me if

Nathael’s grip on her

the car, Maggie

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

his pupils were dark, and he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence,

in a deep voice, “Is

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

this confrontation was unexpected,

ignoring of calls, and

seemed docile and sincere, yet it echoed the many times she had smoothly talked

her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if

he looked away, his lips pressed tightly together, and stared out the window. He pulled a cigarette from the pack and placed

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

the view outside?” Maggie asked,

alcohol on her breath mixed with the perfumed air of

silent, his dark eyes quietly

rising within her, Maggie softly pleaded, “Can you stop being mad? I don’t want you to be upset.”

felt the tears

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

in Maggie’s nose as tears began

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in

road, leaving behind the noisy crowd and the

black mountain

to gaze out the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but she managed to

congested

cruel truth that her days were numbered or because

security or if she had been the only

past life, remembering his fate in that

her past life made her feel suffocated.

seemed more like a curse, burdening

made her flawed

in her seat and drifted into