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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.

Leo, his eyes deep with intensity. “Thank you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However, I hope next time you will refrain

rin

might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he

interjected, “It was me

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go weak, prompting her

going home.” Nathael stated

glance at Leo, then departed with Nathael.

her and spoke softly, “Call

Nathael’s grip on her wrist

her into the car, Maggie could distinctly

Maggie turned and stealthily observed

and he exuded an imposing yet restrained

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

was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring, I was wrong.

unexpected,

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

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

to determine if her remorse

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

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

I not as pretty as the view outside?”

on her

silent, his dark eyes quietly observing

the discomfort rising within her, Maggie softly pleaded, “Can you stop being mad? I don’t want you

felt the

you want to ignore me?

words weren’t particularly harsh, but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began to well

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and obediently leaned back in

sped along the mountain road, leaving behind the noisy

darker, and the black mountain forest enveloped them in silence and

the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but she

congested and

was unclear whether it was because of the cruel truth that her days were numbered or because of Nathael’s self–mocking words

wondered if she had ever provided him with enough security or if she had been the only

help but recall her past life, remembering

past life made her feel suffocated.

seemed more like a curse, burdening him in

made her flawed self

unconsciously leaned back in her seat and drifted