Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 127 Are You Happy Now? Going around the hotel block took about thirty minutes as they took the small road.

When Nathael's car cback, she was nowhere to be seen under the streetlights. Nathael felt a twinge of disappointment but consoled himself with the thought that Joseph hadn't kept her waiting too long.

Maggie's eyes were clear as she gazed directly at him and spoke softly, “That night, the rain was heavy, and you entered my world along with the storm, like a ray of light piercing through darkness. Since then, my world has been brighter." Maggie's tone was gentle; she was trying to lift his spirits, but her words carried sincerity.

She couldn't deny that she had felt a sudden flutter at that time, even if just for a moment.

But it was only a brief moment, with a stranger she had never met before.

Perhaps it was the warmth of the moment, or perhaps it was the captivating eyes in the rain, which were more enchanting than the dazzling streetlights.

However, what might cas a letdown for Nathael was that she was unaware that it was him that night.

It was a memory he had gently recited to her during her depressive episodes in her past life, as a form of consolation.

As tpassed, whether due to her memory playing tricks or from hearing it repeatedly, the scene becingrained in her mind.

She could vividly remember the rain, the wind, her drenched long skirt, and even his silhouette illuminated by the warm glow inside the car.

Nathael gulped slightly, his handsface growing even more determined. He stared intently at the woman before him, as if trying to read her thoughts.

He never expected her to remember.

With a faint smile, Maggie poured herself a glass of wine and finished it in one gulp, her eyes glistening.

Suppressing her emotions, she complimented him sincerely. "Nathael, do you have any idea how handsyou are? It was crowded out there, but as soon as you appeared, I couldn't take my eyes off you." Nathael chuckled softly. Reclining against the backrest with the cigarette between his lips, he said quietly, "Go on." Maggle was speechless.

Is he asking for praises? How childish! I can't believe he enjoys being flattered so much! Fine, if flattery is what he wants, I can deliver! "Hmm, how should I describe your good looks? You're absolutely charming, graceful, wise, and incomparable! Everyone loves you, and every flower blooms for you. You're like a flawless painting.

1/4 Chapter 127 Are 100 Nathael couldn't help but smirk, his gaze shifting to Maggie's face.

Perhaps due to the alcohol or the warmth in the room, her face was slightly flushed.

At this moment, she blinked her clear, moist eyes, her expression serious. She seemed sincere, as if she would immediately confront anyone who disagreed.

Nathael gulped, but he remained silent.

He had never seen this side of Maggie before, or at least not in a while.

Once, all he had wanted was her happiness. As long as she and Joseph were happy together, that was all that mattered.

But she kept provoking him.

Even so, she was always distant and insincere. It was as if she was wearing a mask of deceit, but she was unable to hide the underlying rejection and disdain in her eyes.

Unlike now-even if he knew her words were insincere, at least she was warm and alive.

"We shouldn't meet people who are too good-looking when we're young. Since meeting you, Mr. Harris, I haven't had space in my heart for anyone else. Compared to you, everyone else seems mediocre. Nathael, what if I can't find a boyfriend in the future?" Maggie spoke softly, with a hint of sadness and looking somewhat downcast. Even she felt that she had taken this too far.

Nevertheless, Maggie reassured herself that perhaps Nathael would fall for it.

Men always need their ego boosted.

Listening to her, Nathael thought for a moment, his initial coldness replaced by a hint of playfulness. “Have you thought about becoming a nun?" Maggie chuckled angrily. If she didn't need to please him, she might have slammed the table and thrown a glass of wine in his face.

She felt a pain in her stomach as she held back her urge.

"Wouldn't you feel that it's a shame, Mr. Harris?" Maggie challenged, her eyes slightly red with anger.

Nathael sneered, "Why would I? Even if you beca nun, you'll surely be a pretty one." What the heck?! Maggie seethed with anger. Fine. I'll remember this. Nathael, either you marry someone else in this lifetime, or I'll sign up to beca nun on the day you propose.

Seeing her sulking, Nathael's eyes flickered with amusement.

Fixing her gaze on him, Maggie squinted slightly and forced a smile. “Are you happy now? How's your mood, Mr. Harris?" Nathael arched an evebrow and responded in a low tone. "It's alright. I wouldn't say I'm hannv" 2/4 Chapter 127 Are You Happy Now? Maggie didn't know what to say.

He's just bullyingnow! Maggie had caught on. Whether Nathael thwarted her plans was one thing, but he was definitely messing with her.

"You're not happy? What should I do, then? My biggest hope in life is for you to be safe and happy, and for your wishes to ctrue..." Maggie lowered her head, pretending to wipe away imaginary tears, striving to seem even more genuine.

She rambled on, but when she stole a glance, Nathael showed no reaction whatsoever, Hetounged on his seat nonchalantly, smirking as he watched her. Maggie felt disheartened, feeling like a fool.

He's the worst!.

I don't understand. Should I treat him harshly, like I had in my past life? Is this guy into masochism? +

Maggie felt her cheeks hurting from forcing a smile. With a slight pout of her red lips, she looked softly at the man opposite/her and said, "Let's make up, okay? I promise, from now on, I'll do whatever you say, and I won't interfere with your decisions. What do you say?" Nathael's heart fluttered slightly, almost unable to resist her.

She looked at him pitifully, her eyes sparkling with mist, as if there were stars in them. Her appearance melted his heart.

After she finished speaking, Maggie noticed that he had and remained silent for a long time, and she couldn't help Επ but ask again, “Are you happy now?” Am I happy now? Nathael was about to respond when his phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the number, he walked to the floor-to- ceiling window to answer it.

"Hey, Mom." Maggie sighed in relief, slumping onto the sofa, her eyelids heavy.

She had a packed schedule for her exchange program, and she had a lot of design drafts to work on. She was extremely busy.

Today, she had to summon up the energy to deal with Shawn, and after drinking quite a bit, she now felt extremely tired.

Nathael's voice sounded like a lullaby. Even though he spoke very few words, Maggie soon drifted into a deep sleep.

Let's Star All Over Again, Shall We?