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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.

remember his past life, it meant not only

engaging in both

Nathael came out on

if Timmothy remembered things from before? If

past self for not knowing

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

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

off into deep

possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like

the unease in her eyes, and calmed

minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

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

Maggie’s

had their

seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with this

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

spit it out, what do you want?” Maggie pressed, her

self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair

deny that the painting

the woman in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded a

peach blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at the heartstrings.

confirmed Maggie’s

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

said in a low voice, “Time and

she grabbed a lighter, headed to the

shot up, consuming

it, watching the black ashes fall, then

You Threatening Me?

three in the afternoon, at the

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

carrying a youthful vibe with

was far from innocent.

tough times herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found

his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

sat across from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and said, “I thought you

me.”

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