Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 227

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….

for a while, Maggie nibbled on her lip and crafted a

screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t reply.

got

gaze fixed on the

seat. He ambled over to the window,

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eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended to

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

be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble upon the covert workshop concealed behind its facade.

certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional tools back at the

finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her

she arrived

and what set it apart from the others

the cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was a

spare, Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be

that a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might harmonise splendidly.

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

closed door swung open

wearing a smile as he warmly greeted Maggie, “Hi, Maggie.”

way toward him.

was wandering around the house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy

complexion, a subtle fragility

his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced decline or weakness.

trees and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled,

Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would enhance its beauty.

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided

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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

an elderly man in his sixties addressed the

forth two cups of

the air, releasing comforting waves oth.

a distinct charm

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