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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.

he did remember his past life, it meant not

past lives, they were always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for

came

Timmothy remembered things from before? If he knew what happened,

not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew too little

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

what was truly frightening was

into deep thought for

might have experienced a rebirth

glanced down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and

minutes later, she

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

do you want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

their motives.

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting

didn’t seem taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and

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

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

the painting was

eyes bandaged and her

fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile

confirmed

his tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the

tightened, and she said in

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

up, consuming the painting entirely.

black ashes fall, then

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afternoon, at

was already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in sunlight, which almost made his pale face look transparent.

harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a

knew Timmothy was far

herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd

skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep cunning.

glanced up from his book and said,

me.”