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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.

for looking after her. However,

rin

one might find his gaze colder than the moonlight, as if he were merely

interjected, “It was me who asked him to take me.”

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go weak, prompting her

stated firmly, gripping her

Leo, then departed

at her and spoke softly, “Call me if you need

nodded subconsciously, feeling Nathael’s grip on

car, Maggie could

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

pupils were dark, and he exuded an imposing yet

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

that was hard to place. Maggie’s eyes welled up, and she lowered her head in a gesture of guilt, murmuring, I was wrong.

was unexpected, a dramatic twist of fate.

represented her baffling disappearance, her ignoring of

the many times she had smoothly talked

to

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

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

as pretty as the view outside?” Maggie asked, moving

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

still, silent, his dark

pleaded, “Can you stop being mad? I don’t want you to be

felt the tears might start at

his tone self–mocking as he said, “Don’t you want to ignore me? Are you tired of me? Or do you think Leo is better?”

sharp sting in Maggie’s nose as tears began to well up

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Tired

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

leaving behind the noisy crowd and the lights.

black mountain

the window, lost in thought. Tears swirled in her eyes, but

heart felt congested and painfully

it was because of the cruel truth that her

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

life, remembering

her past life made

curse, burdening him in life and

what made her flawed self so valuable in his

leaned back in her seat