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….

pondering for a while, Maggie nibbled on

Nathael’s astonishment, her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed

got it.

himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a

him to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the

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

adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it into her very own

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

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

Maggie

she arrived at the designated

a solitary villa, and what set it apart

cramped, token–sized space. Rather,

around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this

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

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

firmly closed

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

pivoted and made her way

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

subtle

and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced

weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack

expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming

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227 First Meeting

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

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

forth two cups of

releasing comforting waves oth.

distinct charm of its own.

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