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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….

pondering for a while, Maggie nibbled on her lip and

his screen mere

I got it.

speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a

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 she intended to present to Nathael.

did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage

to visit, their natural assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble

tasks that necessitated the use

Timmothy. After hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address Timmothy had shared.

arrived

it apart from the

the cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was a generously large courtyard.

wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for crafting a

contemplated that a fusion of

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

the firmly closed door swung

stepped out, wearing a smile as he warmly greeted Maggie, “Hi,

and made her way toward him.

you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,”

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced

Maggie stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds

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

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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

elderly man in his sixties addressed

forth two cups of

tea permeated the air, releasing comforting waves

a distinct charm

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