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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

engaging in both open and covert struggles

though Nathael came out

remembered things from before? If he knew

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

scary part, what was truly frightening was that Timmothy seemed to have all

deep thought for a

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

quelling the unease in her eyes,

few minutes later, she called Timmothy back.

after a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is

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

their motives.

did Timmothy seek by deliberately getting close to

He smiled and asked, “Did you check out the painting?”

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

you’d be curious to see your old self,” Timmothy remarked, twirling a pair of walnuts in his hand

the

in the painting had her eyes bandaged and her face marked with scars, she exuded

the breeze, emitting a

words confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

his striking eyes reflected a hint of dark green in the sunlight. “Wanna come

tightened, and she said in a low

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

shot up, consuming the painting entirely.

let go of it, watching the black ashes

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three in the afternoon, at the

was already there, holding a foreign–language novel. He wore a milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by the window, bathed

gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe

Timmothy was far from

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

hinted at his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps

up from his book and said, “I thought you were avoiding

me.”