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….

while, Maggie nibbled on her lip and crafted a playful

astonishment, her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t reply.

got

gaze fixed on the message, a

over to the window, where

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morning. Maggie rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch

ample space, it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage

assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it

that necessitated the use of professional tools back at

Maggie

forty, she arrived at the

house stood as a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was its exceptionally well-

Rather,

of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for

villa’s interior design, she contemplated that a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might harmonise

appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean

that moment, the firmly closed door

in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as he warmly greeted

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

of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied

a subtle fragility lingered about

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

and weeds within

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

long. Timmothy Yonathan

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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 lacked a distinct

man in his sixties addressed

brought forth two cups of

the air, releasing comforting waves

it possessed a distinct charm of its

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