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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 her

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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

interjected, “It was me who asked him to take

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weak, prompting her to awkwardly look away.

go, we’re going home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping

cast a glance at Leo,

and spoke softly, “Call me if you

Nathael’s grip on her

the car, Maggie could distinctly

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

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

asked in a deep voice,

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

her, this confrontation was unexpected, a dramatic twist of fate.

her ignoring of calls, and even her

the many times she had smoothly talked her way out of

her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if

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

cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his,

not as pretty as the view

the faint scent of alcohol on her

still, silent, his dark eyes quietly observing

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

Maggie felt the tears might start

to ignore me? Are you tired of me? Or do you think

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

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Tired

fell silent, and obediently leaned back in her seat, turning her head to look out the window.

leaving behind

grew darker, and the black mountain forest enveloped them in

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

felt congested

was because of the cruel truth that her days were numbered or because of

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

her past life,

of her past life made her feel suffocated.

Nathael, she seemed more like a curse, burdening

her flawed self so valuable in

in her seat