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….

for a while, Maggie nibbled on her

appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t

got

his gaze fixed on the message, a profound

to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling

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to resume work on the brooch she intended

renged abode lacked ample space, it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area.

it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely

a bustling morning of crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional tools back at the company.

meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to

forty, she arrived at the

stood as a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was

space. Rather, it was a generously large

time to spare, Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating

design, she contemplated that a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might harmonise splendidly.

she mulled over whether Timmothy would appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards

firmly closed door swung open

stepped out, wearing a smile as he warmly greeted

her way toward him. “You’ve

prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied

subtle fragility lingered about him.

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

courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled,

the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a

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upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting

Timmothy, Ms. Adam,” an elderly man in his sixties addressed

he brought forth two cups of

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

possessed a distinct

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