Chapter 395 The Plan

The next day, around noon.

Maggie slept in until the sun was high up, only to be jolted awake by a text message. She sluggishly lifted her heavy ann to bloc

the sunlight streaming in, feeling like she’d just crawled out of a grave.

Everything hurt, a dull ache spreading throughout her body.

From her throat to her arms, from her mouth to her legs, her mind felt fuzzy and sluggish, like thick goo.

Her eyes were probably still swollen, making it uncomfortable to open them.

Just the thought of Nathael’s antics from last night made Maggie feel furious, her fingers trembling with anger.

She tried to push herself up from the bed, but as soon as she exert any force, she sucked i of cold air.

a sharp breath

There was a deep bruise on her wrist, now turning purple, and the couple’s red string bracelet on her wrist couldn’t hide it at all.

“D’mmit!”

Maggie couldn’t help but mutter, feeling like her whole body was as heavy as lead.

Noticing Nathael wasn’t around, Maggie grabbed her phone from the bedside table and checked it.

It was a message from Mia: ‘Maggie, is Nathael home today? I want to swing by!

Maggie quickly replied: Just woke up. Let me see. I’ll get back to you soon.‘

After a quick freshen–up, feeling a bit woozy, Maggie headed to the living room. Probably hearing some noise, as a servant emerged from the kitchen.

“Ms. Adam, lunch is ready. Would you like to have something else?”

The servant was holding the tray, unsure whether to set it on the coffee table or in the living room.

Maggie was taken aback. Nathael didn’t like servants coming upstairs.

they usually came to clean or prepare meals when their

softly,

of the kiss marks on her leg, quickly averting her

Harris has headed to the office. He mentioned your could reach

but let out a soft chuckle, finding Nathael

of whether she initiated the breakup, considering his beastly behaviour

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coffee table. Thank you,” Maggie said warmly, regaining her composure.

“Understood.

up to the window

scattered around, but she

the maid, who was about to

is on the ground floor, the servant

and grabbed the railing, planning to

lounging on the sofa, wearing a

the cap, his face retained a youthful yet cold demeanour, giving

greeted briskly as he stood

to test

heading out for a

to check with Mr. Harris,” Nolan

Maggie persisted,

Maggie’s. His

“If Nathael won’t let me go out, can someone

cold. “You need Mr. Harris‘ approval.”

teeth, unsure if Nathael would

by the hospital,”

same as he repeated,

frustration boiled over. “Always Mr. Harris this, Mr. Harris that! What did Nathael offer you to

Nolan stayed silent.

as he looked at Maggie. In his mind, he couldn’t shake off the unsettling feeling from the glance Nathael gave him this morning.

it sent shivers down

“Don’t linger around her unless you

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