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 playful response..

her message appeared on his screen mere

I got

moment, Nathael found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed

He ambled over to the window, where he

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Meeting with Mr Hudson

cager to resume work on the brooch

it did boast a small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon

merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for

a bustling morning of crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional

Maggie soothed her aching

one forty, she arrived at the

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

token–sized space. Rather, it was

perimeter of the courtyard gate,

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

she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards the

firmly closed door

dressed in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as he warmly greeted Maggie, “Hi, Maggie.”

pivoted and made her way toward him. “You’ve

house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with

subtle fragility

truly distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful

weeds

the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided

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the house from a previous owner. While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior

elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea,

brought forth two

tea permeated the air, releasing comforting waves oth. Amidst the dilapidated

possessed a distinct charm of its

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