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.

came

softly, her

kiss marks on her leg, quickly averting her eyes

the office. He mentioned your could reach him by phone if

out a

she initiated the breakup, considering his beastly

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coffee table. Thank you,” Maggie said

“Understood.

window

but she suspected there were more

she asked the maid, who was about to head towards the

Nolan is on the ground floor, the servant promptly replied.

long coat and grabbed the railing, planning to take a quick walk

lounging on the sofa, wearing a duckbill cap pulled

face retained a youthful yet cold demeanour, giving off an

he greeted briskly as he stood up,

to test the waters.

heading out

Mr. Harris,” Nolan replied

hour,” Maggie persisted, attempting

Maggie’s. His face

again. “If Nathael won’t let me go out,

tone turned cold. “You

unsure if

great, wanna swing by the

as he repeated,

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

Nolan stayed silent.

couldn’t shake off the unsettling feeling from the glance Nathael gave him this

it sent shivers

away, his tone chilly. “Don’t linger around

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taken aback for a

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