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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.

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

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one might find his gaze colder

Maggie quickly interjected, “It was me who asked him to

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weak, prompting her

home.” Nathael stated firmly, gripping

cast a glance at Leo, then

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

Nathael’s grip on her wrist tighten

Nathael ushered her into the car, Maggie could distinctly sense his

the dim light of the car, Maggie turned and

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

asked in a deep voice, “Is

up, and she lowered

her, this confrontation was unexpected,

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

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

clear eyes, struggling momentarily to determine if

the window. He pulled a cigarette from the pack and placed it between his lips.

from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought

as pretty as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving closer to Nathael.

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

silent, his dark eyes

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

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

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

they caused a sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began

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

along the mountain road, leaving behind the noisy

the black mountain forest enveloped

continued to gaze out the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled in

heart felt congested

cruel truth that her days were numbered or because of

ever provided him with enough security or if she had been

help but recall her past life, remembering his fate in

past life made her feel

Nathael, she seemed more like a curse, burdening

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

back in her