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 her but also Nathael could be

engaging in both open and

though Nathael came

If he

for not knowing more. Despite

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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

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

into deep thought

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

unease in her eyes,

minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

you want?” Maggie’s

had their motives.

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close

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

spit it out, what do you want?” Maggie

curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts in his

couldn’t deny that the painting was

woman in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded a serene

the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating

words confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

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

and she said in a low voice, “Time and

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

shot up, consuming the

of it, watching the black ashes fall, then

You Threatening Me?

three in the afternoon, at

arrived, Timmothy was already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and

harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a hint

was far from innocent.

herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she

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

up from his book and said, “I thought

me.”

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