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 crafted a playful response..

Nathael’s astonishment, her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after

I got

his gaze fixed on the

a chuckle escaped him, prompting him to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the

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rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work

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

a storage space, rendering it unlikely

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

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

one forty, she arrived at

it apart from the others

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

the courtyard gate,

fusion of

youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean

firmly closed door swung open from

shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as he

pivoted and made her way toward

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

his pale complexion, a subtle fragility lingered

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

trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack of

expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming

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previous owner. While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct style but exuded a sense of

Adam,” an elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon

forth two cups of

the air, releasing

possessed a distinct charm of its own.

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