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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.

past life, it meant not only her but also

always at odds, engaging in both open

Nathael came out on top.

from before? If he knew what

knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew too

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and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening

what was truly frightening

off into deep

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

unease in her eyes, and calmed herself.

minutes later, she

answered after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

Maggie’s tone was frosty,

their

deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with this painting?

her coldness. He smiled and

out, what do you want?”

old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

deny that the painting

in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked

the peach blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty

confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

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

tightened, and she said in a low voice,

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

up, consuming the painting entirely.

it, watching the black ashes fall, then turned around

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in the afternoon, at

wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in sunlight, which almost made his pale face look transparent.

appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with

knew Timmothy was far

sensitive to people’s vibes,

skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

sat across from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book

me.”

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