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Chapter 187 Don’t You Know That I’m Also Heartbroken?
Nathael glanced up at her after hearing that; his expression shifting to concern. “What’s the matter?”
Seeing his reaction reignited the flame of determination in Maggie’s heart. Still keeping up the act, huh?
Fine, let’s keep playing along.
Let’s see how long you can keep this up.
“It’s nothing, just feeling a little uneasy.” Maggie replied, lowering her eyes, masking her true intentions. She was already plotting her next move.
Nathael frowned as he pulled her into a comforting embrace.
“What did I do which made you feel uneasy?”
Maggie raised her head and looked into his beautiful and intense eyes. She hesitated before responding. but in the end, she didn’t say it.
“Nothing. I just had a dream, probably overthinking things.
Maintaining her calm demeanour, Maggie grasped his injured arm, saying, “Let’s go get the manuscript of the music score from your house right away.”
Nathael remained calm, showing no hint of pain on his determined face as if his arm wasn’t injured at all.
Maggie’s gaze flickered to his hand, a trace of coldness creeping into her eyes.
If she hadn’t seen the photos sent by Lucas which clearly showed his injuries, she would doubt it.
He is clearly in pain and critical condition.
Why does he remain silent?
Why is he pretending not injured?
The thought weighed heavily on Maggie, a sharp pang hitting her heart and making her eyes sting with
sorrow.
Thankfully, Nathael didn’t seem to notice as she held his hand.
Unbeknownst to Maggie, Nathael was staring at her, his brow furrowed, sensing that something was off.
More than half an hour later, Maggie and Nathael arrived at his villa together.
Nathael had Alex fetch the manuscript, and Maggie carefully inspected it, surprised by its authenticity.
After a thorough inspection, it was very close to the reproduced version, with only minor differences.
Seated on Nathael’s lap, she gingerly returned the manuscript after perusing it.
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“How did you get this?” she inquired, unable to contain her curiosity.
“I thought you’d like it, Nathael replied, reclining on the sofa and embracing her with one arm due to his injury, his voice genile.
“Hmm?” Margie was momentarily bewildered.
Stay here tonight, Nathael announced, shifting the topic with a serious look in his eyes.
Maggie felt overwhelmed. When she arrived, she had already guessed that she wouldn’t be heading back home tonight. Maggie said. Then, I’ll take the guest room.”
Nathael smirked while teasing her, “Are you afraid I might try to touch you?”
Arching an eyebrow, Maggie responded confidently, “You’ve been thinking about me for more than just a
day or two.
Nathael laughed softly. At that moment, it felt as if the ice and snow were melting for the first time, and the beams of light piercing through the clouds and mist, bringing a beautiful renewal of everything.
Maggie was in a daze for a moment; she had rarely seen him laugh so happily before.
In her past life, she had never experienced any positive interactions with him before losing her sight, let alone any good expression. Especially after she was blind and couldn’t see his face.
Even as a spirit following him, he couldn’t laugh anymore.
In this lifetime, he smiled more often, but this kind of genuine laugh seemed rare.
“You should laugh more often, it suits you,” Maggie remarked, throwing herself into his arms, inadvertently brushing against his injured arm.
Unfortunately, she detected no change in Nathael’s expression.
He remained incredibly tolerant of pain, and she couldn’t bring herself to push further.
As Maggie contemplated, Nathael enveloped her in a gentle embrace. “Sleep in the master bedroom, I won’t touch you,” he said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing these words, Maggie withdrew her thoughts and casually glanced over his injured arm, carefully asking. “Do you have my clothes?”
“Yes. If you need anything else, I’ll have Alex bring it to you,” Nathael assured her.
Accepting his offer, Maggie rose from her seat. “I’ll go take a shower first.”
In the bathroom, Maggie leisurely showered without haste.
Afterwards, she stood before the bathroom mirror, taking a closer look at the white–skinned woman in the reflection. Mischief glinted in her eyes as she schemed.
Trying to hide your injury, huh?
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How mush you can endure it
Let’s see how long he can pretend!
After drying oll, she opted for a white camisole style nightgown before leaving the bathroom.
With Nihal likely tending to his injuries in the other bathroom, Maggie took her time.
She sat before the mirror, blow–drying her hair and applying skincare products with care, satisfaction gleaming in her reflection.
Moments later, Nathael emerged in navy long–sleeved pyjamas. The moment he saw Maggie, he paused; his throat tightened. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Maggie’s gaze fell on him, pretending to be puzzled, she asked, “Why are you wearing long sleeves? Aren’t you hot?”
“The fabric is very thin, Nathacl explained.
“Oh. Maggie responded, feeling a sense of uncase settle over her.
“Your hair needs to be blow–dried, or you’ll get a headache. Noticing her damp hair, Nathael took the hairdryer and began to dry her hair.
Under the buzzing sound of the machine, she felt a suitable heat come from above her head. Maggie closed her eyes.
A mix of emotions swirling within her. She closed her eyes and no longer looked at the mirror to prevent him from seeing any clues.
It’s just hair, so what’s worth worrying about?
You are afraid that I will get a headache, then how about you?
Don’t you hurt?
Don’t you know that I’m also heartbroken?
She felt suffocated by the weight of her intentions as she determined to confront Nathael and unveil his
true self.
Despite the pain from his wound, Nathael’s fingers moved gently through her hair. Nothing could replace.
this moment.
He lifted his gaze to see Maggie’s reflection in the mirror, admiring her beauty.
Her petite face was bright and beautiful with a hint of coldness and thinness between her eyebrows that was not very close. At this moment, her eyelashes were slightly drooping, and from his perspective, they looked long and thin, like two little brushes.
He didn’t know what causing hier unhappy. Her rosy little lips subconsciously pursed, and there was a slight fleshy feeling on both sides of her cheeks, which made people want to pinch it.
Further down, was her slender and white jade neck, with exquisite and lovely clavicle.
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She chose a V–neck silk camisole dress, which only made his pupils a little darker.
Nathael retracted his gaze. He refocused his gaze on the top of her head and gently blew her hair.
In that moment, words were superfluous, replaced by the comforting warmth shared between them,
Maggie was in a daze, reminiscing that he had blown her hair countless times in his previous life. Initially, she resisted and was cared for by a servant who took care of her. Later, when his relationship with him improved, he would take over the duty of the servant to blow dry her hair.
He always seemed to have endless patience with her.