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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.

not only her but

always at odds, engaging in both open and covert

though Nathael came out on

things from before? If he knew

not knowing

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Timmothy and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which encounters were life–threatening

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

drifted off into deep

had she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would

the unease in her eyes, and calmed herself.

later, she called Timmothy

rings, sounding somewhat

do you want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

had their motives.

seek by deliberately getting close

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

do you want?” Maggie

you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling

deny that the painting was quite

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

blossom tree, her hair fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile

confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come out and

tightened, and she said in a low voice, “Time

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

shot up, consuming

black

You Threatening Me?

three in the afternoon, at the Westin

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

and harmless appearance, carrying a

knew Timmothy was far from innocent.

to people’s vibes, she found it odd that

at his skill in hiding

up from his book and said, “I

me.”

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