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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….

Maggie nibbled on her lip and crafted a playful

Nathael’s astonishment, her message appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t reply.

I got

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

He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling

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cager to resume work on the brooch she

storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it into her very own jewellery

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

crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated the

scheduled with Timmothy. After hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off

one forty, she arrived at the designated location.

stood as a solitary villa, and what set it apart from the others was its exceptionally

token–sized space. Rather, it was a generously

the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal

a fusion of modern and classic

Given his youthful demeanour, she surmised that many individuals

that moment, the firmly closed door

crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a

and made her way toward him. “You’ve arrived early.”

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

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

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

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

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

long. Timmothy 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

elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them

brought forth

air, releasing comforting waves

it possessed a distinct charm of its

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