Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 227

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….

Maggie nibbled on her lip and

on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t reply.

got

found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging

He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as

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Meeting with Mr Hudson

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

small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she

space, rendering it unlikely for

tasks that necessitated the use of professional tools back at the

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

forty, she arrived at the

as a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was

space. Rather, it was a

Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this

fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might

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

that moment, the firmly closed door swung open from

shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile

made her way

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

subtle fragility lingered about

youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced

into the courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared slightly

an expansive view. Maggie envisioned

Timmothy Yonathan guided her indoors.

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

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

forth two cups of

permeated the air, releasing

it possessed a distinct charm

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