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.

gaze shifted to Leo, his eyes deep with intensity. “Thank you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However,

rin

They appeared gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze

spoke, Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who asked

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prompting her to awkwardly look away.

going home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping her

glance at Leo, then departed

and spoke softly, “Call me if you

feeling Nathael’s grip on her wrist tighten

the car, Maggie could distinctly sense his anger.

dim light of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed

and he exuded

asked in a deep

that was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a

this confrontation was unexpected, a dramatic

represented her baffling disappearance, her ignoring of calls, and

docile and sincere, yet it echoed the many times

her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her remorse was genuine.

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

tilted her head, and

I not as pretty as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving closer

of alcohol on her breath mixed with

his dark eyes quietly

pleaded, “Can you stop being mad? I don’t

Maggie felt the

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

weren’t particularly harsh, but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as

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silent, 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

surroundings grew darker, and the black mountain forest

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

congested

it was because of the cruel truth that her days

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

couldn’t help but recall her past life, remembering his fate in

life made her

seemed more like a curse, burdening him in life and

understood what made her flawed self so valuable in his eyes.

unconsciously leaned back in her seat