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

odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for

though Nathael came out on top.

If he knew what happened, he’d have

self for not knowing more. Despite

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and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or

the scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed

into deep thought for

she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers, and

unease in her eyes, and

she called Timmothy

after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is everything okay?”

Maggie’s tone was frosty,

had their motives.

what did Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close

her coldness. He smiled and

you want?”

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

the painting was

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

the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that

confirmed Maggie’s

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

throat tightened, and she said in a low voice, “Time

stared at the painting in her hand for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up, and tossed the

shot up, consuming the painting

go of it, watching the black ashes fall, then turned around and

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three in the afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

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

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a hint of innocence.

Timmothy was far

to people’s vibes, she found

hiding his true intentions or perhaps

up from his

me.”

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