Chapter 227 First Meeting with Mr Hudson

Nathari halted his pen mid–stroke, raising his eyes to the woman captured in the portrait. The depths of her captivating gaze held a mix of curiosity and a subtle touch of mischief, her eyes exuding both depth.

and allure.

Upon locking eyes, Maggie was jolted back to the present moment, a faint flush creeping onto her cheeks.

Without giving her a chance to respond, Nathael chuckled and remarked, “I adore all the children you bring into this world, but a daughter, bearing your likeness, would undoubtedly capture my heart even more.”

Maggie shifted uncomfortably, remarking, “Don’t presume too much. I never said I intended to bear children for you.”

Nathael raised an eyebrow in a teasing manner and continued, “Then whom do you intend to bear children for? Joseph? Does he even deserve such a privilege?”

Maggie detected, perhaps for the initial time, the hostility emanating from him, as if daring to answer affirmatively would prompt him to throw her into the river to feed the fish without hesitation.

“Enough! I have no

her checks ablace,ire to engage in such discussions with you!” Maggie abruptly terminated the call,

cinbarrassment.

Unable to suppress her regret, she buried her face into the blanket and rolled away, wishing she could take back her words.

Moments later, her phone chimed with a new message notification.

Maggie clicked on the message and found it was from Nathael.

Crazy Old Fool Nathael: ‘Any plans for a little one? I’m here to assist.

Argh! How aggravating!

It was evident that Nathael was openly ridiculing me!

This is utterly humiliating!

I am a reserved girl….

Maggie nibbled on her lip and crafted a

her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after

I got it.

moment, Nathael found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message,

chuckle escaped him, prompting him to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he

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resume work on the brooch she intended to present

did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering

a storage space, rendering

that necessitated the use of professional tools back at

hastily finishing her meal, Maggie

arrived at the designated location.

set it apart from the others was its exceptionally well- maintained courtyard.

space. Rather, it was a

the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for crafting a garden–like

the villa’s interior design, she contemplated that a fusion of modern

she mulled over whether Timmothy would appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised

the firmly closed

crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as

pivoted and made her way toward

when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome

pale complexion, a subtle fragility lingered

distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced decline or

Timmothy, Maggie stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack of recent

spaciousness of the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would

Timmothy Yonathan guided her indoors.

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While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct style but exuded a sense of lived–in warmth.

Adam,” an elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting

brought forth two cups of

of tea permeated the air, releasing comforting waves oth. Amidst

distinct charm of its own.

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