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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.

life, it meant not only her but also Nathael could

always at odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a long

though Nathael came

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

past self for not knowing more.

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

was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed

off into deep

someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers,

quelling the unease in her eyes, and calmed

she called

sounding somewhat

you want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

their

Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her

seem taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and asked, “Did you check out

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

be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy

that the painting was quite

eyes bandaged and her

emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

words confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

again, his tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come out

she said in a

Then, she grabbed a

up, consuming the

it, watching the black ashes fall, then turned

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afternoon, at

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

appearance, carrying

was far from

to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t give off

hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his deep cunning.

Timmothy. He glanced up from his book

me.”

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