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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.

looking after her. However, I hope next time you will refrain

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expression remained cool, his pale eyes a stark contrast to Nathael’s. They appeared gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he were merely an observer of the

Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who asked

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go weak, prompting her to awkwardly look

stated firmly, gripping

cast a glance at Leo, then departed with Nathael.

waved at her and spoke softly, “Call me if you

feeling Nathael’s grip

the car, Maggie could

the dim light of the car, Maggie turned

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

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

low but imbued with a sternness that was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring, I

confrontation was unexpected, a dramatic

ignoring of calls, and even her shutting

it echoed the many times she had

clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her remorse

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

the cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright,

as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving

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

still, silent, his dark eyes quietly

you stop being mad?

felt the tears might

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

a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began to well up

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Tired of Me?

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

mountain road, leaving behind the noisy crowd and the lights.

surroundings grew darker, and the black mountain

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

congested and

truth that her days were numbered or because of Nathael’s self–mocking

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

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

of her past life

curse, burdening him in life and even

made her flawed self so valuable

dizzy, she unconsciously leaned back in her seat and