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

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

I got it.

gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging

him, prompting him to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

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eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended to present to Nathael.

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

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

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

hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off

she arrived

and what set it apart from the

space. Rather,

the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space

that a fusion of modern and

Timmothy would appreciate such a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards the classic style.

that moment, the firmly closed door swung

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

pivoted and made her way toward

sight of you upstairs, prompting me

complexion, a subtle fragility

distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying

weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack of recent decoration.

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

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided

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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

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

forth

releasing comforting waves oth.

possessed a distinct charm of its

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