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.

lacking the polish of a professional production. Moreover, Mia recorded it on a

decision to utilise the video, leveraging

following up with the directive, “Arrange for the previous blogger to publish

Mia succinctly: ‘Mia, the photographer!

was still asleep, given the absence of a response.

for a glass of water, a message from Timmothy appeared

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

his message, her expression a mixture of

foot injury but rather to the “Dream

the dynamics between Timmothy and Nathael, she opted to postpone any meetings with Timmothy

responded: I’ve found another physician, so there’s no

the most promising candidate to cure her “Dream Venom,” Maggie preferred

for quite a while, waiting another month or two likely wouldn’t make a significant difference.

the villa that I’d like to discuss

up once more.

task she had taken from him, which

Timmothy really want?”

recent busy schedule, I might not be able to

Timmothy for clarification or passing the task

upon second thought,/she quickly

hidden intentions 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 it at this juncture.

phone rang suddenly. breaking the

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startled before picking up the

you from meeting me? Timmothy inquired slowly,

colour.

I’ve been feeling unwell and swamped with

emerald beads in his hand. “I thought you and I were

at a loss for

a nuanced relationship, and thus far, he has not posed any

she stated, “Should any harm befall Nathael, our

the emerald beads. Gradually, he lifted his inquired, “Do you hold him in high

Maggie furrowed her brow, uncertain

gaze and

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

the moment,” Maggie replied after a moment of silence, maintaining

a hint

nothing more, I’ll end the call, Maggie announced before disconnecting