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….

on

screen mere

got

Nathael found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging at

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

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cager to resume work on the brooch she

space, it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door,

merely a storage space, rendering

morning of crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional

Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address

one forty, she arrived at the

what set it apart from the others was

space. Rather, it was a

Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would

contemplated that a fusion of modern and

demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards

closed door swung open from within.

out, wearing a smile as he warmly

pivoted and made her way toward him.

I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me

a subtle fragility

and youthful vigour,

trees and weeds within appeared slightly

envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would enhance its

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the house from a previous owner. While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor

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

brought forth two

permeated the air, releasing comforting waves oth.

it possessed a distinct charm of its

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