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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.

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

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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 world, detached

Nathael spoke, Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who asked him to take me.”

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weak, prompting her to

going home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping her hand

Leo, then departed with

waved at her and spoke softly, “Call me if you need anything.”

subconsciously, feeling Nathael’s grip on her wrist tighten

car, Maggie could distinctly sense his

dim light of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed Nathael’s stern profile.

were dark, and he exuded an

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

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

unexpected, a dramatic twist of

her baffling disappearance, her ignoring of

times she had smoothly talked her way out

studied her clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if her

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

head, and brought her bright, expressive face close to his, stopping barely an inch from his handsome

not as pretty as the view

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

his dark eyes

within her, Maggie softly pleaded, “Can you stop being mad?

felt the tears might start

as he said, “Don’t you want to ignore me?

in Maggie’s nose as tears began to well

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leaned back in her seat, turning her head to look out the

road, leaving

darker, and the black mountain forest enveloped them in silence

swirled in

heart felt congested and painfully swollen.

it was because of the cruel truth that her days were

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

but recall her past life, remembering his fate in that

her past life

burdening him in life and even in

what made her flawed self so valuable

unconsciously leaned back in her seat and