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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.

it meant not only her but

lives, they were always at odds, engaging in

though Nathael came out on

If he knew what happened, he’d have an

her past self for not knowing more. Despite her

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nor did she know

the scary part, what was truly frightening was

into deep thought

experienced a rebirth like

down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and calmed herself.

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

rings, sounding somewhat puzzled.

Maggie’s tone

their

seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting

her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you check

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

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

that the painting

in the painting had her eyes bandaged and

breeze, emitting a fragile yet

words confirmed

his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come out and chat for a bit?”

throat tightened, and she said in a low

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

shot up, consuming

the black

You

three in the afternoon, at the

milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed in

that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe

Timmothy was far

being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she

skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

across from Timmothy. He glanced up from his book and said, “I thought you were

me.”

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