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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.

did remember his past life, it meant not only her

past lives, they were always at odds, engaging in both open

came out on

If he

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

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

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

into deep thought for

experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person

the unease in

she called

rings, sounding somewhat puzzled.

Maggie’s tone was frosty,

had their motives.

deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with

He smiled and asked, “Did you check

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

self,” Timmothy remarked,

the painting

eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she

fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

words confirmed

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

said in a

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

up, consuming

the black ashes fall, then turned around and

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afternoon,

white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window,

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a hint of innocence.

Maggie knew Timmothy was far

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

hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep

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

me.”

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