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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.

meant not only her but

their past lives, they were always at odds, engaging in both open and

came out

from before? If he knew what

hated her past self for not knowing more.

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the specifics of the conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were

scary part, what was truly frightening was

drifted off into deep thought for a while,

experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person

down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and

later, she called Timmothy back.

sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

want?” Maggie’s tone

their motives.

did Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to

smiled and asked, “Did you

out, what do you want?” Maggie pressed,

you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of

that the painting

eyes bandaged and her face marked with

in the breeze, emitting

words confirmed

tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come out

she said in a low voice, “Time and place.”

for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit

consuming

black ashes fall, then turned

You

three in the afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat

carrying a

was far from innocent.

sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy

skill in hiding his true

glanced up from his book and

me.”

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