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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.

he did remember his past life, it meant not

odds, engaging in

came out on top.

remembered things from before? If he

knowing more. Despite her reincarnation,

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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 were life–threatening showdowns between him

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

drifted off into deep thought for a

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

the unease in her

few minutes later, she called

answered after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is everything okay?”

do you want?” Maggie’s

had their motives.

close to her and presenting

smiled and

do you want?” Maggie

you mad? I figured you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts in his hand nonchalantly.

deny that the painting was

bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded

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

confirmed

again, his tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight.

she said in a

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

consuming the painting entirely.

watching the black ashes fall,

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three in the afternoon, at the

a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt

still had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful

was far from

tough times herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t

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

He glanced up from his book and said, “I thought you

me.”