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

appeared on his screen mere

I got it.

speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging at his heartstrings.

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

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eagerly, cager to resume work on

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

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

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

she had a meeting scheduled with Timmothy. After hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders

arrived at the

what set it apart

cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was a

around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating

contemplated that a fusion of modern

mulled over whether Timmothy would appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards the classic style.

firmly closed door swung

dressed in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing

her way toward him. “You’ve

sight of you upstairs, prompting

subtle

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

stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared

spaciousness of the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would

Timmothy Yonathan guided her indoors.

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unfinished, the first floor

elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon the weathered ten

brought forth two

the air, releasing comforting

distinct charm of

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