Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 241 Expressing Her Wishes.

The following day, in the early hours, Maggie awoke to a wave of intense pain. Her mind felt foggy and heavy, as if struggling to emerge from a deep slumber. The pain coursing through her ankle was particularly excruciating, making it nearly impossible for her to even lift it.

Maggie furrowed her brow as she struggled to sit up. It was only then that she realised, perhaps as a result of yesterday’s ordeal, that her once–reduced swelling in her ankle had flared up again.

Now, it appeared as though someone had meticulously tended to it, wrapping it with thick bandages.

As her fingers extended, she made contact with it, drawing in a sudden inhale.

It’s true that happiness invariably transforms into sadness.

The day prior, with a sense of illness and minimal discomfort in her foot, she dismissed it lightly. Engaging in both driving and drinking, she failed to grasp gravity. Now, she finds herself right back where she started today.

Glancing sideways, Maggie observed Nathael’s absence, pondering whether he was occupied elsewhere.

Clad in a gentle nightgown, her recollection was hazy. She faintly remembered drifting off on Nathael’s back afterwards.

Upon arriving home, Nathael assisted her with a brief shower, and she complied in a foggy state. Subsequently, she slipped into complete unconsciousness.

As she rubbed her forehead, Maggie acknowledged the consequences of drinking, uncertain if she had uttered anything nonsensical.

Maggie rose and checked her phone, discovering a video message from Mia

Upon opening it, she couldn’t resist arching an eyebrow.

The video displayed her intoxicated performance on the piano at the nightclub from the previous evening.

In contrast to her meticulously dressed demeanour with Nathael earlier that day, she now wore a white dress amidst dimly lit and bustling surroundings.

Vividly illuminated by an array of colourful lights, the nighttime scene enveloped the stage in a mesmerising and enigmatic aura.

Under the dimly lit ambience, the rich hues of dark red, deep blue, and emerald green interplayed, creating a shimmering spectacle.

With her hair casually pulled back, exposing her slender neck, she sat on the stage, her back turned to the crowd, engrossed in playing music.

Surrounded by an aura of isolation, everything seemed centred around her, as if she were the focal point. The dim red lights enveloped/her white dress in a layer of gothic crimson, imparting an air of mystery and

allure.

Amidst the chaos and commotion, the bustling environment faded into the background, while a sense of

performance.

angle and lighting rendered it somewhat amateurish, lacking the polish of a professional production. Moreover, Mia recorded it on a phone, making it fail to reach the same level as before.

to utilise the video, leveraging her past renown to generate attention, and eagerly anticipating Sierra’s

up with the directive, “Arrange for the previous blogger

messaged Mia succinctly: ‘Mia, the photographer!

given

glass of water, a message from Timmothy appeared in the chat

Mr.–Hudson’s assistance with some medicine? Though its efficacy may not be optimal, it’s better than

glanced at his message, her expression

her foot injury but rather to the “Dream Venom” that had

Timmothy and Nathael, she opted to postpone any meetings with Timmothy

physician, so there’s no

to cure her “Dream Venom,” Maggie preferred to await updates from Lucas first, exploring other options in

effects of this poison for quite a while, waiting another month or two likely

fresh concepts regarding the villa

message popped up once

her mind drifting to the task she had taken

Timmothy really want?” she

recent busy schedule, I

Timmothy for clarification or passing the task to

quickly dismissed

in forging a connection with her, which might lead to his refusal. Additionally, since she had undertaken this task voluntarily, it wouldn’t be suitable to decline

rang suddenly.

2/4

241 Expressing

startled before picking up the

you from meeting me? Timmothy inquired slowly, his pallid complexion

colour.

I’ve been feeling unwell and swamped

gaze, idly fingering a string of emerald beads in his hand. “I

at a loss for

relationship, and thus far,

any harm befall Nathael, our friendship will cease

his fingers lingering on the emerald beads. Gradually, he lifted his inquired, “Do you hold him in high regard? Is it because he

furrowed her brow, uncertain of his

gaze and

you consider meeting me face–to–face? I had something special prepared for you.

at the moment,” Maggie replied after a moment

with a

I’ll end the call, Maggie