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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.

past life, it meant not only her but

engaging in both open and covert

came out

from before? If he knew what happened, he’d have an

knowing

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did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were

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

off into deep thought for a

had she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers,

unease in her eyes,

few minutes later, she called Timmothy

sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is everything

you want?” Maggie’s

their

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting

coldness. He smiled

want?” Maggie

old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts

the painting was quite

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

the breeze, emitting a

confirmed

a hint of dark green in

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

grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up, and

shot up, consuming the painting entirely.

the black ashes fall, then turned around and

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in the afternoon,

a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat

gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a

knew Timmothy was

been through some tough times herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that

his skill in hiding

from his book and said, “I thought you were

me.”

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