Chapter 323 Can You Stop Pissing Me Off?

Maggie’s heart skipped a heat. A sudden wave of tension washed over her as she glanced at the man standing in front of her.

Clearly, Nathael was testing her,

The flicker of panic in her eyes didn’t go unnoticed. His gaze deepened with probing intensity, and he examined her with suspicion.

Nathael’s hand gripped her chin, and she said in a low, serious voice, “You’re hiding something from me.” The intensity in his eyes was unsettling, making her heart clench.

Maggie couldn’t hold his gaze long for fear of revealing her repressed feelings and secrets.

She was also afraid that the rare moments of warmth and sweetness between them could end in a fight.

Maggie deliberately put on a cold expression and pushed him away. She jumped off the desk and asked coldly. “Are you testing me?”

Nathael’s brows furrowed, and his complexion darkened.

Without turning around, Maggie said with a hint of irritation, “If you don’t trust me, maybe we should just…

Before she could finish, a sharp pain shot through her wrist.

Nathael stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back. He loomed above her, and his darked. eyes contained the rage he suppressed with great effort. Nathael confronted her, asking, “Maybe we

should?

The words ‘break up‘ stuck in her throat, too painful to say out loud. Maggie met his now–cold gaze but couldn’t bring herself to utter those two words.,

She averted her eyes, not wanting to meet his stare, afraid she might break down and cry.

“I just don’t like you testing me,” she said softly.

Nathael’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he said nothing. Despite this, he knew what those unspoken

words were.

She wouldn’t feel tempted to say it aloud if she hadn’t had that thought.

she almost did.

gaze to hide the turbulent emotions within.

to

she just didn’t love him that

he had gained so much compared

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wrist and said in a deep voice, “Let’s go.”

and somber silhouette made her heart ache, filling her with a sense of suffocation and despair.

happy when he came home, but he

this was for the best. At least he’d be mentally prepared. When the day arrived, it wouldn’t

was tense in the car, with neither of them speaking.

ate at a restaurant near the amusement park. Throughout the meal, they barely spoke.

appetite. She took a few bites before putting down

the bones and placing them on her plate. “Eat a bit more.” he said.

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gaze from the window to face him. She met his dark eyes.

beneath the surface. His face was cold, and his jaw was clenched, He was clearly upset, but he cared enough to ensure she

other in silence; neither broke

would wait forever if she didn’t pick up her spoon.

spoon and resumed eating. The food tasted good, but it was bitter in her mouth.

few more bites, the

dazzling lights, and the sound of cheerful laughter surrounded her. Maggie

park before, or at least, she had

of it.

time there was devoid of such pleasures. The Camerons took her in and

was the typical rich playboy, preferring extravagant parties

would. enthusiastically agree while privately mocking her. Sierra never actually

I knew to be sensible and polite. She would

grew older, she stopped

amusement parks.

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