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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.

eyes deep with intensity. “Thank you, Mr. Caleb, for looking after her. However, I hope next time you will refrain from involving

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gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than

quickly interjected, “It was me who

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prompting her to awkwardly look

stated firmly, gripping her hand tightly.

a glance at Leo, then

spoke softly, “Call me if you need anything.”

grip on her

the car,

of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed Nathael’s stern

jaw was clenched tightly, his pupils were dark, and he exuded an imposing yet restrained presence,

and asked in a deep voice, “Is this why you turned off your phone?”

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

confrontation was unexpected, a

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

echoed the many times she had

studied her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her

lips pressed tightly together, and stared out the window.

a swift motion, Maggie reached out, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his,

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

scent of alcohol on her breath mixed

still, silent, his dark eyes

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

to ignore her, Maggie felt the

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

weren’t particularly harsh, but they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began to well up in her

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

along the mountain road, leaving

darker, and the black mountain forest enveloped them in

in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but

heart felt congested and

of the cruel truth that her days were numbered or

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

help but recall her past life, remembering his fate

of her past life made

Nathael, she seemed more like a curse, burdening him in life and even in

understood what made her flawed self so valuable in

leaned back in