Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Let’s Star All Over Again, Shall We?

Chapter 398 The Unanswered Question

Maggie found herself struggling to adapt to his strength and madness. The stark difference in physical and- perhaps other forms of strength between them always leaves her at a loss for words.

Today, Nathael seemed unusually rough. In the dim night, faint marks of varying depths were left on the woman’s fair skin.

There was little foreplay, and the intensity was unlike anything they’d experienced before.

Tears welled up instantly in Maggie’s eyes. The pain made her clench her teeth tightly, and her nails dug involuntarily into his back.

She shut her eyes firmly, biting down hard on her lip, determined not to let out those seductive sounds. After tossing around for a long time, a thin layer of sweat formed on Nathael’s forehead. Leaning close to her ear, his voice hoarse and tinged with allure whenever he asked, “Nana, who is he?”

Nathael assumed there wasn’t any man named Balslev around her, and he believed she had little opportunity to be with another man when she was with him.

However, once Nathacl thought about the dreams she mentioned, he became uncertain again.

Is he the man in her dreams?

If he appeared in her dream, what did they do?

Those possibilities, along with the unknowns, only made Nathael feel congested and upset.

His eyes were tainted by a dark desire, yet he remained incredibly clear–headed and restrained, holding back some impending emotion.

Maggie’s eyelashes trembled lightly, a layer of mist coating its long strands.

She didn’t say anything, staring at his gorgeous face in the dim light. His keen features were precise and angular, his eyebrows were sharp, his nose straight, and his white skin adorned with a pair of deep, piercing eyes. His pale lips had now turned slightly red, perhaps from their kisses.

Under the dim light, she could see the veins standing out on his neck, his strong muscular lines, and fine beads of sweat.

Nathael’s Adam’s apple moved slightly; he never felt as weak as he did at this moment.

He was capable of so many things, but he couldn’t force her to love him.

He lowered his gaze, deciding not to ask again, and thrusting into her forcefully, as if this was the only way. he could prove that she still belonged to him at this moment.

Maggie’s breath became erratic, She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth.

never his match. In the dead of night, the woman’s muffled cries could still

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drifted into another deep sleep with tear streaks still visible on her face.

got up and headed to the study. He

swiftly answered

“Mr. Harris.”

a deep drag of his cigarette between his fingers and asked

being kidnapped, she has met Timmothy twice and also met Joyce, Mia,

injury has healed nicely, and he’s been relatively quiet lately. Master Harris released Mr. Hudson not long ago, but he hasn’t caused any trouble recently. Ms. Adam’s trail is a bit difficult

didn’t know what to report because, based on the investigation, Maggie’s recent movements weren’t particularly noteworthy.

proposal, but he did

initially intended to uncover these discrepancies sooner and then report them.

that the situation would be much trickier than he imagined. Her trail had been erased countless times, and he had spent a lot of effort investigating but hadn’t found

clinic, as well as her brief meetings with Timmothy and Master Harris, had been wiped

done the same, and Lucas also

after searching for two days, Alex couldn’t find any leads.

pause, he added, “Check again if there’s a

“Understood.”

hanging up, Nathael stood by the window for a long time.

on leaving, he couldn’t stop her unless he didn’t mind her hating him for the rest of her

understood better than him how much

gaze.

anymore. It seemed that even if it

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and wished he could turn back, freezing forever

after standing in the

involuntarily moved away from him, most likely due to the chill on his body, but Nathael furrowed his brow and pulled her back.

knew she was unable to break free,

the latter half of the night, nestled in his warmth, Maggie

that night; his chin resting on her hair as he held

up the next day,

eyes were puffy. She resembled a rag doll that had been–flung around.

does he keep torturing you like this!”