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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.

Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However, I hope next time

rin

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

was me who

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her

going home.” Nathael stated

glance at Leo, then

spoke softly, “Call me if you need

Nathael’s grip on her wrist tighten

the car, Maggie could distinctly

the dim light of the car, Maggie turned

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

asked in a deep

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

her, this confrontation was unexpected,

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

docile and sincere, yet it echoed the many times she

studied 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

motion, Maggie reached out, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive

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

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

silent, his dark eyes

softly pleaded, “Can you stop being mad?

ignore her, Maggie felt the tears might

ignore me? Are

but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as

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and obediently leaned back in her seat, turning her head to look out

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

darker, and the black mountain forest

to gaze out the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled

heart felt congested

unclear whether it was because of the cruel truth that

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

life, remembering his

past life

like a curse, burdening him in

what made her flawed

unconsciously leaned back in her seat and drifted into sleep..