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….

a while, Maggie nibbled on her lip and

appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she

got it.

Nathael found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging at his

from his seat. He ambled over to the window,

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rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the

a small guest room adjoining a storage

storage space, rendering it

of crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated

Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set

one forty, she arrived at the designated

as a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others

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

perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space

a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might

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

that moment, the firmly closed door swung open

a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile

her way

around the house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with a smile, guiding Maggie

pale complexion, a subtle

what truly distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced decline or

and weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack

uneven ground, the spaciousness of the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct style but exuded a

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

he brought forth two

permeated the air, releasing

a distinct charm of its own.

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