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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.

meant not only her but also Nathael

engaging in both

came out on top.

if Timmothy remembered things from before? If

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

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

what was truly frightening was that

into deep

she considered the possibility that someone else might have experienced a rebirth like hers, and that person would be so close to her.

the unease in her eyes, and calmed

later, she called Timmothy

a few rings, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Is everything

you want?” Maggie’s

their motives.

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

He smiled and asked,

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

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

couldn’t deny that the painting was quite beautiful.

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

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

words confirmed

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

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

grabbed a lighter, headed to the bathroom, lit it up,

consuming the painting entirely.

of it, watching the black ashes fall, then

Are You

three in the afternoon, at

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

had that gentle and harmless appearance, carrying a youthful vibe with a hint

Maggie knew Timmothy was far from

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

his skill in hiding his true intentions or perhaps his

glanced up from his

me.”

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