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

engaging in both open and covert struggles for a

came

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

knowing more.

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nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which

knowledge wasn’t the scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have all the answers.

deep thought for a

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

quelling the unease in her

later, she

sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is everything

do you want?” Maggie’s tone

their

close to her

her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did

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

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

couldn’t deny that the painting was

eyes bandaged and her face marked with

emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at the

confirmed

reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come out and chat for

and she said in a low voice, “Time and

the painting in her hand for a while. Then, she grabbed a

consuming the painting

of it, watching the black ashes fall,

You Threatening Me?

three in the afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in sunlight, which almost made his pale

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

knew Timmothy was far from innocent.

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

in hiding

from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and said,

me.”

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