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 lip and crafted a playful response..

astonishment, her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after he

got it.

struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the

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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cager to resume work on

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

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

remained certain tasks that

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

arrived at

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

cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was

Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for crafting a garden–like landscape.

villa’s interior design, she contemplated that a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics

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

closed door swung

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

and made her way toward him. “You’ve

caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with a smile,

subtle fragility lingered

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

The trees and weeds within appeared

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

Timmothy Yonathan guided

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

sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon the weathered ten

brought forth two cups

releasing comforting waves oth.

possessed a distinct charm of its own.

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