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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 also Nathael could be in

engaging in both open and covert struggles for a

though Nathael came out on top.

If he

past self for not knowing more. Despite

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aware of the specifics of the conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks

scary part, what was truly frightening was that

into deep thought for

had she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close

down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and calmed

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

answered after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

you want?” Maggie’s tone

had their motives.

what did Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting

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

you want?” Maggie

I figured you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

couldn’t deny that the painting was quite beautiful.

the woman in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with

her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

confirmed

of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come

in a low

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

shot up, consuming the

let go of it, watching the black ashes fall, then

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in the afternoon, at the Westin

arrived, Timmothy was already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window,

appearance, carrying a youthful vibe

Timmothy was

being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t

and hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions

from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and

me.”