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

Chapter 384



Let’s Star All Over Again, Shall We?

Chapter 384 Can’t We Be Friends?

Nathael stayed quiet, fixing up his wounds. Though young, he seemed tough and reserved, like a lone wolf.

Coming closer, Maggie offered, “Need a hand?”

Nathael turned away, puzzled by the girl’s sudden interest after watching from the sidelines.

Blinking, Maggie refrained from reaching out further. Instead, she sat in front of him and studied him closely.

His clothes seemed to be of high quality. It was a plain white shirt, but it was a bit chilly for this weather.

Plus, after the fight, his shirt was ripped and stained with mud and blood.

Maggie watched as he took off his shirt, feeling a bit surprised.

Despite their youth, they both understood the differences between genders. Moreover, he had a strong physique, youthful muscles, and smooth lines, showing off his youthful strength.

Examining his injuries, Maggie suddenly felt the sweetness of the candy in her mouth fade away.

He had some old scars on his back, looking fierce and intimidating. Along with the bruises and wounds from the recent fight, the small, dim room felt eerily cold.

Ignoring her, Nathael quietly tended to his wounds, but the direct stare from behind made him uneasy.

However, he didn’t have the energy to argue. He reassured himself that as long as she didn’t overstep, he could tolerate her for a bit.

Luckily, Maggie didn’t linger for long before leaving the storage room.

Nathael breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she probably found him boring. But he preferred being alone, finding solace in solitude.

Once Maggie left, she retrieved her stash of candies, bread, and cookies. She took out half and hurried. back to her bedroom.

“Does anyone have some rubbing alcohol and extra blankets? I’ll trade with them.”

The children, almost asleep, stared at what she held. Someone quickly replied, “I have disinfectant and some bandages lefil”

Since she hadn’t used them all after her last injury, she kept some.

In the orphanage, getting treated after a fight was expected. But to prevent wild behavior and frequent fights, there were punishments for going to the infirmary too often.

Whether they got into an accident or a fight, one thing was clear: No one here was their parent. They wanted obedient and sensible children, not troublemakers

So, most of the time, unless the injuries were severe, some children endured silently, preferring it to being confined or having their already scarce meals reduced.

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Chapter 384 Can’t We Be Friends?

Maggie was stunned.

Is there such an affordable bodyguard in the world? Why do I feel like I’m getting such a good deal…

“Can’t we be friends? Friends can protect each other too,” Maggie suggested tentatively.

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She had a few friends in the orphanage before, but they began to distance themselves after she stopped. being bullied.

Maggie didn’t blame them; they were bullied like her, and she didn’t want to share her haul with them anyway.

There were too many of them.

But now, she was willing to share with the boy in front of her. Maggie thought he was handsome, like the most exquisite doll in a shop window, making her want to give him the best things without a second thought.

Moreover, as she mentioned, when he got better, he could protect her.

He was capable, and they would surely have better days ahead if they worked together, with plenty of good food. At least she wouldn’t be afraid of being attacked anymore.

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