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 her lip

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

got

his gaze fixed on the

seat. He ambled over to the window,

Fri, 24 May

Meeting with Mr Hudson

Maggie rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended

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

be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble upon the covert workshop concealed behind its

there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional tools back at

meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set

arrived at

solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others

token–sized space. Rather, it was a generously

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

contemplated that a fusion of modern

demeanour, she

the firmly closed door

in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as

way toward him. “You’ve arrived early.”

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

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about

truly distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying

stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating

expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would

long. Timmothy Yonathan

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remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple

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

forth

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

distinct charm of

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