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….

nibbled on her lip and

his screen mere seconds after

got it.

speechless, his gaze fixed

his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him as he pondered in silence.

24 May

Meeting with

to resume work

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

assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them

remained certain tasks that

her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to

arrived

solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was its exceptionally well- maintained courtyard.

space. Rather, it was a generously large

around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that

she contemplated that a fusion of

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

firmly closed door swung

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

pivoted and made her way toward

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

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

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

Maggie stepped into the courtyard. The trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack of recent

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

Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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First Meeting with

likely 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

in his sixties addressed the tea,

brought forth two cups of

aroma of tea permeated the air, releasing

possessed a distinct charm of its own.

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