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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.

you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her.

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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

spoke, Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me

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her to

stated

cast a glance at Leo, then departed with

softly, “Call

nodded subconsciously, feeling Nathael’s grip on her wrist

ushered her into the car, Maggie

Maggie turned and stealthily

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

in a deep voice, “Is this why you turned

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

was unexpected, a dramatic

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

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

clear eyes, struggling momentarily to

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

mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his, stopping barely an

pretty as the view

of alcohol on her breath mixed with the

remained still, silent, his dark eyes quietly observing

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

her, Maggie felt the tears might start at any moment.

want to ignore

in Maggie’s nose

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back in her seat, turning her head

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

mountain forest

in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but

congested and painfully

was because of the cruel truth that her days

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

but recall her past life, remembering his fate

life made

burdening him in life

made her flawed self

in her seat and drifted