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 could be in

in both open and covert struggles for

though Nathael came

things from before? If he knew what

self for not knowing more.

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she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening showdowns

what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to

drifted off into deep

experienced a

the unease in her

minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

a few rings, sounding

you want?” Maggie’s

had their motives.

by deliberately getting close to

He smiled and asked, “Did you check out the painting?”

you want?” Maggie pressed, her

be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

deny that the painting was quite

had her eyes bandaged and her face marked

in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet

words confirmed

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

and she said in a low voice, “Time

Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to

up, consuming the painting entirely.

the black ashes fall, then turned around and

Are You Threatening

three in the afternoon, at the Westin

Timmothy was already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed

still had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful

knew Timmothy was

to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t give off any

abnormal and hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps

from Timmothy. He glanced up from his

me.”

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