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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.

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

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appeared gentle and harmless, but on closer inspection, one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he were merely an

interjected, “It was me who asked him to

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her to awkwardly look

stated firmly, gripping her

a glance at Leo, then departed

her and spoke softly, “Call me

grip on

ushered her into the car, Maggie could distinctly

of the car, Maggie turned and stealthily observed

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

and asked in a deep voice, “Is this why

place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring, I was wrong. It won’t

her, this confrontation was unexpected, a

disappearance, her ignoring

it echoed the many times she had smoothly talked her way out

momentarily to

the window. He pulled a cigarette from the pack

reached out, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, tilted her head, and brought her bright,

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

scent of alcohol on her breath mixed with the perfumed

remained still, silent, his dark

her, Maggie softly pleaded, “Can you

ignore her, Maggie felt the tears might start at

want to ignore me? Are you

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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back in her seat, turning her head to look

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

and the black mountain

thought. Tears swirled in her

felt congested

cruel truth that her days

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

her past life, remembering his fate

past life made her

like a curse, burdening him in life and

understood what made her flawed

back in her