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.

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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stark contrast to Nathael’s. They appeared gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find

“It was me who

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prompting her to awkwardly

going home.” Nathael stated

a glance at Leo, then departed with Nathael.

her and spoke softly, “Call me if you need

nodded subconsciously, feeling Nathael’s grip

her into the car, Maggie could distinctly sense

the dim light of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily

he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence, as if

a deep voice, “Is this

tone was low but imbued with a sternness that was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her

her, this confrontation was unexpected, a dramatic twist

ignoring of calls, and even her

sincere, yet it echoed the many times she had smoothly talked her way out of

momentarily to

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

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

view outside?” Maggie

now catch the faint scent of alcohol on her breath

still, silent, his dark eyes quietly observing

you stop being mad? I don’t want you

to ignore her, Maggie felt the

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

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

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Tired

bit her lip, fell silent, and obediently leaned back in her seat, turning her head to look out

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

black mountain forest enveloped

the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but she managed to keep them

congested

that her days were numbered or because

if she had been

help but recall her past life, remembering his fate in that life.

past life made

a curse, burdening him in life

flawed

slightly dizzy, she unconsciously leaned back in her seat and drifted into