All Novel Drama
Chapter 322
Chapter 322
Chapter 322 A Bad Feeling
Master Harris looked at Maggie and said slowly, “It seems your requests have nothing to do with Nathael
Maggie gave a self–mocking smile and said, “He’ll be fine without me.”
He might be experiencing the same pain as she did,
Despite this, he would be fine.
Maggie wasn’t sure what ‘fine‘ meant anymore. Was she fooling herself, or was she just looking for an excuse to justify why she couldn’t be there for him
Maybe the only thing she could do for him now was to keep Timmothy away.
She would closely monitor him to ensure that he didn’t have another opportunity to harm Nathael.
Next time, she would drive the dagger into his heart.
Master Harris didn’t blame her for making ambitious plans. Trading an impossible future for so many benefits, Maggie should have felt good about it.
In actuality, she couldn’t find any joy.
She tried to pull herself out of the sorrow and didn’t want to appear weak in front of others.
Maggie didn’t want to stay any longer. She stood up, looked at Master Harris, and said gently. “If you don’t need me, I’ll be going now.”
He sighed and asked, “Do you hate me?”
Maggie smiled lightly and said, “If I had a longer life, if I suffered countless hardships, if my days became unbearable, maybe I would hate you.”
Master Harris chuckled and said, “You’re quite insightful.”
Maggie shook her head. In terms of insightfulness; she couldn’t compare to Joyce, nor did she possess Joyce’s ruthlessness. She also couldn’t match M mindedness.
The only thing that set her apart was her stubbornness. She wandered through life, never looking back, even if it meant suffering battered and bruised.
She might be more stubborn than Mia and Joyce, but is stubbornness really a good thing?
Maggie brought herself back to the moment and asked Master Harris, “If I survive, will you give me a chance?”
Instead of responding, he posed the question, “Can you accept Nathael when he remarries?”
The question felt like a sharp stab to her heart. Her eyes turned red as she said, “Yes.”
She knew it sounded like humiliation.
Despite this, she knew that with Nathael’s abilities, even as a divorced man, he’d have countless women even
Master Harris was already making a compromise by asking.
Whether she could wait or whether their feelings could last was another matter entirely.
“If you survive, I’ll give you a chance,” he said.
Maggie nodded with tears in her eyes, but she forced a smile and said, “Deal.”
She turned and walked away, her back straight but with a hint of sadness in her posture.
The setting sun cast golden rays on the lake that dazzled her eyes.
Maggie chuckled softly. She ignored the pain from the glare and looked into the distance, but her vision blurred. If she could survive, she would be willing to wait for her chance.
In her previous life, he had waited so long for her. This time, she would wait for him.
After Maggie left, Master Harris let out a soft sigh and walked to the edge of the lake, gazing at the scenery in the distance.
From the side, the butler gently reminded him, “Ms. Adam has no intention to mention anything about the Adams.”
Indeed, Master Harris had made some guesses based on Maggie’s recent behavior, and a little investigation confirmed her connection to the Adams.
The butler was surprised that Maggie hadn’t revealed her family background.
If she had, her relationship with Nathael could have easily led to marriage, as her family was prominent. and influential in Aquapolis.
“She has a strong sense of restraint, but I guess it’s because she has Dream Venom and doesn’t see the need, Master Harris said calmly.
The butler nodded. If her days were limited, marrying into the Harrises wouldn’t necessarily bring much benefit. Even if it did, she might not have the time
It’s better to secure three promises from Master Harris–something more tangible.
Maggie tried her best to maximize her benefits.
“The Camerons‘ methods are truly ruthless. If Ms. Adam hadn’t seen through it, it could have turned into a tragic tale of family betrayal, the butler added.
“Contact the Hudsons and see if there’s any way to save her life, Master Harris said with a slight frown, clearly disliking such underhanded tactics. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
“Understood, Master Harris.”
After Maggie left, she sat in the cab and stared out the window in a daze.
She had a few more years to live, but why did it feel like time was running out?”
Maggie was grateful that she had a chance to resolve these matters.
In contrast to her previous lifetime, she passed away with unresolved problems, leaving a legacy of uncertainty.
Of course, she didn’t mention her family, nor did she seek any benefits, for them.
All she wanted was to deal with the Camerons. If they were out of the way, Ericko was extraordinary, and he could stand on his own. Moreover, he had a
Of course, she also didn’t mention the Camerons. Master Harris could have helped, but compared to those schemers, it was better to focus on Joyce an
Maggie let her thoughts wander until the cab stopped at Nathael’s house.
Just as she entered, her phone rang–it was Nathael. He asked, “Where are you?”
“I just got home. When are you coming back?” Maggie wondered if she should cook something for dinner.
“I’ll pick you up in about half an hour, Nathael said.
“Where to?” Maggie asked, curious.
“We’re going to the amusement park,” Nathael replied gently.
Maggie paused for a few seconds. She was overcome with a feeling of unease, as if she was afraid for her shoes to drop. Maggie questioned, “To do what? You aren’t going to propose, are you?”
Nathael chuckled. His cold eyes softened with a hint of warmth as he denied, “Not that fast.”
Maggie let out a small sigh of relief and said, “I’ll be waiting.
After hanging up. Maggie changed into a loose Morandi– colored hoodie and a pair of jeans. With some time to spare, she took out her sketchbook and started drawing.
The subject, of course, was Nathael Harris, based on a design for a brooch she had in mind. His outline and gentle gaze were her inspiration.
She concentrated on it, and time passed quickly. She didn’t even notice Nathael entering her study until he spoke from behind.
“Is this me?” His low, melodious voice startled her.
Maggie jumped a little. She turned to see Nathael standing behind her. Maggie quickly flipped her sketchbook and asked, “When did you get here?”
“Just now.” Nathael raised an eyebrow, pulling her up from her chair and placing her on the desk.
Maggie’s face blushed as she accused, “How could you snoop on me?”
Nathael cupped her chin and kissed her. His kiss was intense and passionate, like a refreshing yet powerful sea breeze.
Maggie’s breath grew uneven. Maggie leaned back slightly until her waist could no longer support her. forcing her to wrap her arms around his neck for support.
Nathael trailed kisses from her chin to her neck. He whispe