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Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Are You Threatening Me?

The painting depicted not a stranger but a woman.

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The woman’s eyes were covered with thick white bandages, and her face was crisscrossed with numerous scars, grotesque and terrifying.

Even though Maggie had never seen herself disfigured and blinded in her past life, at this moment, she could recognise that the person in the painting was her.

Not only did the gouged–out eyes and destroyed face resemble hers, but so did the face itself.

Maggie’s throat tightened, and her heart raced.

Was this from Timmothy?

Or did someone else slip it in?

No, it must be from Timmothy. When he mentioned that so–called friend, Maggie always found it odd and suspicious.

But she never imagined that Timmothy would have someone deliver it to her and then act like nothing happened.

Maggie pushed aside her growing unease and picked up the painting, taking a closer look.

The scars on the woman’s face were like a roadmap of pain, and only those who had lived through such agony would recognise each one’s precise location.

Many times later, her fingertips traced over those scars.

Now, looking at the woman’s face in the painting, Maggie couldn’t help but notice the uncanny resemblance to her past scars.

Timmothy had seen me before.

Wait, had he… also been reborn?

How could that even be possible?

If he didn’t have memories from his past life, how could all of this make sense?

At that moment, Maggie couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease.

he did remember his past life, it meant not only her but also

they were always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a long

came out on top.

if Timmothy remembered things from before? If he

self for not knowing more. Despite her

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wasn’t aware of the specifics of the conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know

scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have

deep thought for a

had she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a

quelling the unease in her eyes,

she called Timmothy back.

sounding somewhat puzzled.

you want?” Maggie’s

their motives.

close to

seem taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you

do you want?” Maggie pressed, her patience wearing

your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts in his

that the painting was

eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded

peach blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating

words confirmed

his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come

in

for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up, and tossed the

consuming the painting entirely.

of it, watching the black ashes fall,

You Threatening Me?

in the afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed

and harmless appearance, carrying

knew Timmothy was far from innocent.

through some tough times herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t give off any red

his skill in hiding his true

He glanced up from his book

me.”

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