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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 her but also Nathael could be

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

Nathael came out

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

her past self for not knowing more. Despite

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conflict between Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the

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

into deep

a rebirth

the unease in her eyes, and

she called Timmothy back.

sounding somewhat puzzled.

you want?” Maggie’s tone was

had their motives.

getting close to her

smiled and asked, “Did

want?” Maggie pressed,

see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

couldn’t deny that the painting

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

peach blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating beauty that tugged at

words confirmed Maggie’s

tone gentle, while his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the

said in a low voice, “Time and place.”

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

up, consuming

the black ashes fall, then turned around

Are You

in the afternoon, at the Westin

a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe

Maggie knew Timmothy was far from innocent.

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

was abnormal and hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions

his book

me.”

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