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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.

life, it meant not only her but also Nathael

in both open and covert struggles for

though Nathael came out on top.

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

not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew

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she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening showdowns between him and Timmothy,

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

drifted off into deep thought for

that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close

the unease in her eyes, and

minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

after a few rings, sounding

want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

had their motives.

close to her and presenting her

didn’t seem taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you

out, what do you want?”

to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

couldn’t deny that the painting was quite beautiful.

in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked

the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

confirmed Maggie’s

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

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, consuming the

of it, watching the black ashes fall, then

Are You

in the afternoon, at

milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in

carrying a youthful vibe with a hint of

was far

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

was abnormal and hinted at his skill in hiding

from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book

me.”

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