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Chapter 231 The Desperation "Afterwards, it appeared that the ninth young master of the Harrises had metaphorically attacked them. then observed the spectacle from a different room." Mia expressed herself with utmost gravity, yet Maggie found the situation utterly ludicrous.

"One can easily envision a scenawhere within that cramped space, longing, survival, morality, and principles all bectangled together.

"Confronted by the overwhelming allure and cravings induced by drugs, should one yield to instinct or uphold moral standards? "When confronted with the solitary dagger, is it wiser to use it against the other or retain it for personal defence? Timmothy seemed to relish the scene, eagerly awaiting the responses of them.

"When every choice demands the collaboration of two individuals, confronting the triple dilemma of desire, morality, and survival, making a wrong decision could render it difficult to decide again." Maggie's interest was aroused. She said, "Please, just informof the result without delay." "I couldn't possibly predict the result," Mia couldn't resist remarking.

Maggie was speechless.

Observing her speechless, Mia grinned and added. “The circumstances back then were unpredictable, but there's hearsay that the eighth young master passed away, and his mother has withdrawn from society, seldom making public appearances, supposedly devoting herself to pray alongside Old. Madam Harris.

Maggie couldn't resist but let out a sigh. It appears the story didn't conclude with a flawless resolution after all. According to the saying, if a mother is willing to sacrifice herself for her child, then there must be a queue. of mothers ready to do the same.

She never questioned the depths of maternal affection.

Under the sway of powerful drugs, when one relinquishes control and rationality, Maggie finds it impossible to anticipate the choices individuals might make in such circumstances.

Mia further remarked, "I've heard that as a result of this incident, the ninth young master of the Harrises was confined for four years by Old Mr. Harris, and it was Nathael himself who intervened to subdue him. Upon his release, he stirred quite a commotion." Observing her prolonged silence, Nathael furrowed his brow, grasping her chin firmly as he uttered in a solemn tone, "Keep this in mind." Maggie snapped back to attention and nodded affirmatively, saying, "Understood." Unable to suppress her curiosity, she inquired, "Is he extremely dangerous?" She always struggled to accept that someone like Timmothy could commit such a horrendous act.

1/4 Sot, 25 May Chapter 231 The Desperation Nathael's throat tightened slightly, his gaze intense, and after a prolonged silence, he spoke slowly, "I recall giving him a rabbit when we were children, and he cherished it dearly." Timmothy always showed exceptional devotion to the rabbit, never straying far from its side.

Because of his ailment, he seldom ventured outdoors, and having a rabbit provided him with immense joy amidst his boredom.

It was evident to everyone just how deeply he cherished that rabbit.

However, on a sunny day. Timmothy cruelly skinned the rabbit alive simply because it leapt into someone else's embrace.

The boy, his visage still innocent, was spattered with blood, yet his smile remained benign, his eyes clear and untainted.

The servants of the Harrises were astounded by what they saw, yet Timmothy went as far as to tenderly place a tombstone for the rabbit.

Maggie felt a lump form in her throat as she couldn't help but ponder. What becof Timothy in the end? When she heard about Timmothy from Mia, it seemed like she had just been married to Nathael for a year.

Ultimately, she remained unaware of the ninth young master of the Harrises.

Abruptly, she recalled her initial encounter with Timmothy, the misplaced bracelet, and the enigmatic companion he referenced.

A slight heaviness settled in her heart.

Perhaps from the outset, all the encounters weren't mere coincidences, but intentional approaches...

Remembering Samuel's words, Maggie experienced even greater frustration.

However, as she gazed at the man before her, she realised her frustration had not yet reached its peak.. Nathael has consistently been observant. If he detects something- "I comprehend," murmured Maggie in reply.

As the vehicle manoeuvred through the pitch-black night, the rain grew stronger, causing shivers to run down Maggie's back.

Resting against Nathael, she murmured softly, "I feared you might misinterpret his assistance." a flecting instant, she worried, though it was fleeting indeed.

Nathael cast his eyes downward, his chin gently brushing against her hair, and whispered softly, "I won't." Maggie offered a faint smile, looking up at him, and asked, "Do you have faith in me?” "Of course," Nathael affirmed in a deep tone.

Maggie smiled her eves shimmering with tears as she beheld the man's stoir vet striking countenance in 2/4 11:24 Sat, 25 May Chapter 231 The Desperation the subdued glow.

Nathael treatedso kindly, yet I understood I couldn't age alongside him.

Reflecting on the prior evening's conversation about their ideal companions, it now felt like a distant. recollection.

She had considered whether Nathael might be deceiving her.

But she knew better. If he were truly that cunning, he wouldn't resort to such a straightforward lie. After all, it would be too easy to expose the falsehood.

Moreover, the gamble undertaken by Joseph in her previous life further convinced her that Samuel was telling the truth.

She softly rested her check against his, sensing a profound connection.

"Nathael, how long will your love endure?" she couldn't resist posing the question she had once abhorred.

Nathael clasped her more firmly, his voice tinged with emotion. "Until the moment love cludes me," he replied, his voice slightly hoarse.

Maggie smiled gently and asked, "How would you describe that particular day?"

As the car traversed the bridge, Nathael gazed out the window. The lights illuminated the riverbank with golden hue, while the distant ferry's whistle reverberated through the night. a "From the summit of the highest peak to the depths of the deepest abyss," Nathael chuckled softly. His eyes displayed a mix of playfulness and seriousness.

Tears shimmered in Maggie's eyes, a touch of crimson in her gaze.

Disregarding her injured ankle, she ascended onto his lap, enveloping him in her embrace and sharing a passionate kiss.

Nathael eagerly reciprocated, encircling her slender waist and returning her fervent kiss.

Outside, the rain poured relentlessly, accompanied by fierce winds and thunder, crafting an electrifying ambience.

Amidst the chilling wind, the booming thunder, and the pouring rain, it was as if the heavens themselves were giving vent. to their fury! As the car raced ahead, their entwined silhouettes danced on the glass window, their ardour blazing brightly.

It remained uncertain how much thad elapsed before Nathael finally decelerated.

Maggie's lips were tinged with colour, her eyes captivating as she softly inquired, 'Aren't you yearning for Nathael's dark eyes locked onto her, and he slowly said, "You're not in a good mood." Maggie fell silent, then grinned, snuggling into his arms once more and murmured, "Rainy days always bring a sense of melancholy to me." 3/4 11:25 Sat, 25 May Chapter 231 The Desperation Indeed.

In a low, raspy tone, Nathael inquired calmly, “For what reason?"

A pang struck Maggie's heart, causing her to remain silent for an moment before she closed her eyes and whispered, "Because it carries a sense of contamination."

Nathael gently caressed her hair, uncertain of whether he accepted her explanation, and quietly declared, "I'll stay by your side at hduring rainy days from this moment forward." Maggie smiled with satisfaction, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yet, Nathael, I see no future ahead...

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