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….

a while, Maggie nibbled on

on his screen mere

got it.

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

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Meeting

eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended to present to

did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it into her

natural assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to

there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of

meal, Maggie soothed her aching

one forty, she arrived

it apart from the others was its

Rather, it

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

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

mulled over whether Timmothy would appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age

the firmly closed door swung open from

shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as

made her way

wandering around the house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with a smile, guiding Maggie inside.

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

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

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

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

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her indoors.

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the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The

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

brought forth two

aroma of tea permeated the air, releasing

it possessed a distinct

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