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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.

he did remember his past life, it meant not only

past lives, they were always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a long

though Nathael came out

what if Timmothy remembered things from before? If he

hated her past self for not knowing more. Despite her

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nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening showdowns between

was truly frightening was that Timmothy

into deep thought for a while,

a rebirth like hers, and that person would

down, quelling the unease in

minutes later, she called Timmothy

after a few rings, sounding

want?” Maggie’s tone

had their motives.

seek by deliberately getting close to her

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

you want?” Maggie pressed, her

old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of

couldn’t deny that the painting

had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she

breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that

words confirmed Maggie’s

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

and she said in a low

Then, she grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up,

consuming the

it, watching the black ashes fall, then turned

Are You Threatening

afternoon, at the Westin

wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by

appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a hint of

knew Timmothy was far from

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

hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions

Timmothy. He glanced up from his book

me.”

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