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 and

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

I got

himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the

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

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work on the brooch

renged abode lacked ample space, it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it into her very

it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for

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

she had a meeting scheduled with Timmothy. After hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address Timmothy

one forty, she arrived

set it apart from the others was its exceptionally

wasn’t the cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was a generously large courtyard.

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

fusion of modern and

fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many

that moment, the firmly closed door swung open from within.

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

way toward him.

wandering around the house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and

complexion, a subtle

his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying

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

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

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct

Timmothy, Ms. Adam,” an elderly man in his sixties addressed the

brought forth two

air, releasing comforting waves oth. Amidst the

a distinct charm

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