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.

his past life, it meant not only her but also Nathael could be in

their past lives, they were always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a long time.

came out

If he knew what happened, he’d have an

for not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew too little

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between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced

the scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have all

drifted off into deep

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

glanced down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and calmed

minutes later, she called

a few rings, sounding

Maggie’s

had their

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting

taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you check out

it out, what do you want?” Maggie pressed, her patience

to see your old self,”

couldn’t deny that the painting was quite

woman in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her

blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

confirmed Maggie’s

his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight.

in a low voice, “Time

for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the

up, consuming the painting entirely.

the black ashes fall, then turned around and left.

You Threatening

the afternoon,

He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the

carrying a youthful

knew Timmothy was far from

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

hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep cunning.

Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and

me.”

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