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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.

his past life, it meant not only her but also Nathael could be in danger.

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

Nathael came

before? If he knew what happened, he’d have an

her past self for not knowing more.

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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 each time or which encounters

what was truly frightening was that Timmothy

into deep thought for a

have experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close to

unease in her eyes, and calmed

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

few rings, sounding somewhat

do you want?” Maggie’s

had their motives.

seek by deliberately getting close to her

smiled and

what do you want?” Maggie pressed, her patience wearing thin.

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

couldn’t deny that the painting was quite beautiful.

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

emitting

confirmed

a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna

she said in a low voice,

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

shot up, consuming

let go of it, watching the black ashes

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afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

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

gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a

knew Timmothy was far from

sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it

skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

his book and said, “I thought you were

me.”

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