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

appeared on his screen mere seconds

I got

that moment, Nathael found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the

from his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around

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resume work on the brooch she intended

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

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

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

her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to

she arrived at

a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was its exceptionally well- maintained courtyard.

Rather, it was

the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would

a fusion of modern

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

the firmly closed door swung open

white shirt, stepped out, wearing a

way toward

prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with a smile, guiding Maggie

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered

distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful

stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds

expansive view. Maggie envisioned

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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had likely acquired the house from a previous owner. While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at

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

he brought forth two cups of

permeated the air, releasing comforting

distinct charm of

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