Chapter 281 Is It Tough on You?

Upon reflection, Maggie considered that the situation might not be entirely negative.

The Adams had a commendable reputation. If her brother turned out so well, perhaps she wouldn’t fare too badly either.

Yet Maggie couldn’t shake the feeling that she should be feeling more at ease and content.

As she contemplated this, thoughts of the years Nathael had silently loved her flooded her mind. Had those times been difficult for him, too?

A moment later, Maggie snapped out of her reverie. She turned to Nathael and asked softly, “Do you like It?

“Do you enjoy listening to me play the piano?”

“Yes, I do,” Nathael replied with a firm voice, their fingers interlocked.

Maggie smiled gently and said, “I’ll play for you when we get home tonight.”

A mischievous glint flashed in Nathael’s eyes as he probed, “At my place?”

Maggie glared at him and playfully chided, “Can’t you think of something else?”

Why has this man acted so desperately to share the bed with her? They wouldn’t sleep together anyway.

Nathael chuckled and asked, “What are you thinking?”

Maggie ignored him. She continued to watch the next performer play his piece. When the lights dimmed again, Nathael spoke in a husky voice, “I just enjoy being with you.”

It was a simple statement, as if it were meant for her, or perhaps he just muttered to himself.

throat tightened unexpectedly. Tears started to well up in her eyes

her, even if it was just

stayed by her side, quietly accompanying her as she clumsily worked on her

would also move his paperwork into the bedroom and work under a night lamp, watching over her

for her, setting up small tasks to keep her from feeling useless.

to her sarcastic comments, and pass her a

had done far too many

that Maggie had once forgotten or thought she would never remember now flood back to her. in this dimly lit hall, under the

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laugh, “What are we doing?”

do many things together, Maggie

as Sierra stepped off the stage, she stormed into the dressing room to grab her

frowned and questioned, “What’s the matter? Was that

wasn’t a novice to piano; it was clear to her that Sierra had neglected her practice. It was unpolished and clumsy, lacking

Sierra ripped off her mask and tossed it aside,

only meant well, not intending to criticize but simply checking on her understanding of

to them to give it everything, to be responsible to the school and to your peers.

Sierra grabbed her phone, swung open the door, and slammed it behind her

a tearful tone, “Grandpa, what’s going on? The

said, “Don’t worry, I’ve asked around. It seems there

this, Sierra felt even more enraged, her eyes reddening with anger.

Nathael backing her? While she

the phone complaining to her grandfather, while her parents were fuming

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to use the occasion to showcase her popularity and lay out the future prospects of

at a

daughter’s skills don’t seem to be as good as

tone is neutral, but with a hidden implication of sarcasm.

defensive, “She might be feeling under the weather or ill today, but her fanbase is undeniable. She currently has around

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