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Chapter 252 Why Does He Hate You?

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Maggie felt absent–minded and feeling down.

She sat in the car for a while, lost in thought, and then, disregarding her injured ankle, she drove to the riverside to clear her mind.

So much had happened recently–too much to put into words–leaving her feeling choked up

With her injury, walking wasn’t easy.

and uneasy.

Maggie found a bench and sat there, watching the ferries shuttle back and forth across the river. As the sun set, the sparkling lights began to illuminate the surroundings.

The sky wasn’t completely dark yet, but a hint of nighttime chill was already in the air.

Just then, Leo’s call came through.

Maggie picked up the phone. “Leo?”

“Sierra has stepped up to claim the piano video you posted a few days ago. It’s been gaining popularity rapidly lately, with mixed reviews. Leo got right to the point

Going ahead with her plan should have been something to celebrate, but Maggie couldn’t find any joy in it right now.

The more they praise her now, the harder she’ll crash later, Maggie said softly.

Just then, the honk of a car horn broke the silence.

Leo paused for a second before asking. “Where are you?”

“By the river, getting some fresh air, Maggie replied.

“Not feeling too great?” Leo asked in a warm tone.

“Yep.” Maggie didn’t feel like elaborating. Some things were meant to be handled and borne on your own.

“I’ll come over, Leo said firmly.

“No need. It’s not a big deal. I’m just taking a breather…” Maggie tried to decline, but Leo insisted.

this, Maggie went along with him.

hour, Leo showed up behind Maggic, throwing his jacket over her shoulders and handing

took it, feeling the warmth of

his cool face revealed a pair of sharp, piercing eyes. Shedding his usual facade,

“What’s on your

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it between his lips, gazing into the distance at the river. He spoke slowly. “You used to say, why bother with right or wrong, as long as

her gaze dropping.

in those days, we were so carefree. We thought those times weren’t good enough, but now I realise they were the best,”

about how great the Camerons treated her, but rather the joy she found after being taken in from the cutthroat orphanage, the happiness of youthful naivety thinking she’d broken

were so many things she didn’t dare to

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what I truly want now, Maggie murmured, her eyes reflecting a hint of

but I fear having top

hope he won’t get hurt, but I’m afraid

the best, but I refuse to let Timmothy control myself.

she realised that loving someone comes with both sweetness and bitterness.

it over.

didn’t smoke much. It didn’t fit the image of the pampered daughter of the

the decline, despite her loyalty to them, she couldn’t help feeling restless and found herself seeking an outlet from time to time.

the faint haze cleared, the streetlights cast a glow on the swirling dust in the

wanted to ask herself

no desire to continue, yet there were still unresolved matters, leaving her unsure of what to do next.

drive you back,

wasn’t in great shape, Maggie didn’t refuse. Along the way, the night breeze was brisk and. refreshing. Maggie sat in the passenger seat and asked, “Do you know Timmothy?”

he’s been keeping a low profile for years, so there isn’t much information

him and Nathael?” Maggie asked once

them seem very reliable. Master Harris wouldn’t just stand by and let his grandsons fear each

this. Maggie let out a

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in him?”

with Nathael. What do you think he’s after?”

his eyes distant and cold. “He’s trying to

moment,

he said. If he knew about Nathael’s feelings for her yet still insisted on breaking them up,

a messed–up