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.

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

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inspection, one might

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

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her to awkwardly

home.” Nathael stated firmly,

a glance at Leo, then

waved at her and spoke softly, “Call me if

grip

her into the car, Maggie could distinctly sense his anger.

light of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed

jaw was clenched tightly, his pupils were dark, and he exuded

looked up at her and asked in a deep voice, “Is this why

up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring,

was unexpected,

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

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

momentarily to determine if her remorse was genuine.

window. He pulled a cigarette from the pack and placed it between his lips.

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

view outside?” Maggie

on her breath mixed with the perfumed air of the

dark eyes quietly

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

her, Maggie felt the tears might start at any

deep, his tone self–mocking as he said, “Don’t you want to ignore me? Are you tired

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

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

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

mountain forest enveloped them in

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

heart felt congested and

was unclear whether it was because of the cruel truth that her days were

security or if she had been

past life, remembering

life

more like a curse, burdening

flawed self so valuable in his

she unconsciously leaned back in her seat and drifted