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 crafted a playful

mere

I got it.

his gaze fixed on

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

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next morning. Maggie rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended to present to Nathael.

boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it into her very own

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

tasks that necessitated the use

her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address Timmothy had

she arrived at

solitary villa, and what set it apart from

Rather, it was

the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space

interior design, she contemplated that a fusion of

a fusion. Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals

closed door swung open from within.

in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile

way toward him.

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

his pale complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

energy and youthful vigour, defying

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

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

Yonathan guided her indoors.

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acquired the house from a 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 lived–in

sixties addressed the tea, setting them

he brought forth two

of tea permeated the air, releasing comforting waves

possessed a distinct

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