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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.

life, it meant not only her

in both open and covert struggles for

came

what if Timmothy remembered things from before? If

suddenly hated her past self for not knowing

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of the conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks

lack of knowledge wasn’t the scary part, what was truly frightening

off into deep thought for

experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close to her.

the unease in

minutes later, she

after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled.

you want?” Maggie’s tone was

their motives.

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with this

didn’t seem taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you check out

want?” Maggie

mad? I figured you’d be curious to see your old self,”

that the painting was quite beautiful.

and her face marked with scars,

the breeze, emitting a fragile yet

words confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

his tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark

tightened, and she said in a low voice, “Time

Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up, and tossed the painting into the toilet.

shot up, consuming the

of it, watching the black ashes fall, then turned around

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the afternoon, at the Westin Hotel.

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

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful

knew Timmothy was far

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

in hiding his true intentions

from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and said,

me.”

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