Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 285

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Maggie gathered her thoughts, pushing aside the chaotic whirl of emotions, as if she had truly resolved to accompany Timmothy on the climb up the hill..

The scenery of Parbo Hill was stunning, with lush green trees and leaves painted in golden hues, while a sea of fiery red maple leaves covered the ground like a crimson carpet,

The autumn air was crisp, bringing relief from the summer heat. Sunlight filtered gently through the leaves, casting warm patterns on the ground.

Autumn, with its soft breezes, was a comfortable season.

The weather was ideal for picnicking and enjoying the outdoors with friends, casily uplifting one’s spirits.

But Maggie couldn’t find joy in the beauty around her, especially with the thought of Nathael being lured to that factory looming over her.

She regretted not paying closer attention to the news from Alosea in her past life, only having a vague understanding of the situation. More than that, she regretted never meeting Timothy and getting to know

him.

If she had, she wouldn’t feel so helpless and passive now.

“There’s a monastery on the mountain with many statues of angels. You might find it interesting to visit,” Timmothy suggested warmly, walking alongside Maggie like a considerate guide.

monaster

“Why would you want to visit a monastery?” Maggie asked softly, as if opening up to a friend.

Timmothy’s calm eyes met hers, a smile gracing his face as he replied, “I want to see if one can defy their

fate.”

Maggie’s breath stiffled, and her heart was sinking. She said softly. “No one can plan without fault, nor can anyone defeat destiny”

“They were mortal. The idea of ‘defying fate is just a comforting illusion, while blindly surrendering to fate is often the coward’s excuse.”

Standing halfway up the hill, Maggie lifted her gaze to see the sun peeking through the trees. She slowly stated, “The world contains both light and darkness, positive and negative. Just as there are days filled with brilliant sunshine, there are also days of continuous rain.”

Timmothy’s gaze rested on her face, which exuded both beauty and tranquility.

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It seemed she had quickly adjusted from her earlier state of panic, showing no signs of distress.

“So, are you saying that despite my plans, Nathael may still come out unharmed?” Timmothy asked slowly.

“The laws of the world dictate that life and death coexist. Where there is death, there is also a path to life, eternal and unchanging.” Maggie replied, deflecting further discussion on the matter.

She turned to face Timmothy, asking softly, “Why do you hate Nathael so much?”

While Nathael was ruthless, he wasn’t someone who stirred up trouble without cause. Timmothy came

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and I want to see him lose a few.”

Unable to help herself, Maggie replied coldly. “Is there something wrong with you?”

Timmothy paused for a few seconds. Then he smiled and seemed to be in good spirits.

Maggie was furious. She withdrew her gaze and continued to walk up the hill in silence.

Nathael was right; Timmothy was a lunatic.

The journey was uneventful. The mercenaries gradually relaxed, their vigilance waning.

Maggie waited for the right moment until she spotted a slightly flat stone nearby. Silently, she planned her

next move.