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.

meant not only her but also Nathael

odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a

Nathael came out on

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

suddenly hated her past self for not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew too

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did she know the risks Nathael faced each

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

into deep thought for

considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth

down, quelling the unease in her eyes, and calmed

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

you want?” Maggie’s tone

had their motives.

did Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to her and presenting her with

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

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

curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts

deny that the

bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded a serene demeanour.

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

words confirmed Maggie’s

hint of dark green in the sunlight.

throat tightened, and she said in a

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

consuming the painting entirely.

the black ashes fall,

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the afternoon, at the

milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a

was far from

tough times herself and being quite sensitive to people’s vibes, she found it odd that Timmothy didn’t give off any

abnormal and hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

Timmothy. He glanced up from his

me.”

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