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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.

not only her but also Nathael could be

odds, engaging in both

came out

what if Timmothy remembered things from before? If he knew what happened, he’d have

hated her past self for not knowing more.

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nor did she know

truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have all the answers.

drifted off into deep thought for a

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

down, quelling the unease in her eyes,

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

Maggie’s

their motives.

by deliberately getting close to

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

you want?” Maggie pressed,

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

deny that the painting was

the woman in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked

fluttered in the breeze, emitting a

confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

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

she said in

she stared at the painting in her hand for a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up, and tossed the painting

up, consuming the painting entirely.

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in the afternoon, at

already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in sunlight, which almost made his pale face look

that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying

knew Timmothy was far from

to people’s vibes, she found it odd

hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep cunning.

sat across from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and said, “I

me.”

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