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….

on her

mere

I got it.

speechless, his gaze fixed on

a 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

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work on

abode lacked ample space, it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she

it was merely a storage space,

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

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

arrived at the designated location.

and what set it apart from the others was

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

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

fusion of modern and classic

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

firmly closed door swung

stepped out, wearing a smile as he

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

when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying

The trees and weeds within

uneven ground, the spaciousness of the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming

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was apparent that Timmothy had likely acquired 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 style

in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon the weathered ten table.

forth two cups

releasing comforting waves

it possessed a distinct charm of its own.

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