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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 in

odds, engaging in both open and covert struggles for a

Nathael came out

if Timmothy remembered things from before? If he knew what

for not knowing more. Despite her reincarnation, she knew too

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and Nathael, nor did she know the risks Nathael faced each time or which

what was truly frightening was that Timmothy

deep thought for a while,

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

the unease in her eyes, and

she called Timmothy back.

sounding

you want?” Maggie’s tone was frosty,

their

getting close to her and presenting her

taken aback by her coldness. He smiled and

want?”

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

the painting was quite beautiful.

painting had her eyes bandaged and

fluttered in the breeze, emitting a fragile yet captivating

confirmed Maggie’s suspicions.

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

said in

a while. Then, she grabbed a lighter,

consuming the painting entirely.

black ashes fall, then turned around

Are You

three in the afternoon, at the Westin

milky. white round–neck sweatshirt and sat by

that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a

was far from innocent.

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

hiding

from his book and

me.”

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