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….

while, Maggie nibbled on

screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t

I got it.

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

He ambled over to the window, where he lit a

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work on the brooch

a storage area.

assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble upon the covert

of crafting, there remained certain tasks that necessitated the

After hastily finishing her meal, Maggie soothed

one forty, she arrived at the designated

it apart from the others was its exceptionally

space. Rather, it was

the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for crafting a

the villa’s interior design, she contemplated 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 the

firmly closed door swung open from

in a crisp white shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile

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

house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting

complexion, a subtle fragility lingered about him.

truly distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful

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

the spaciousness of the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would enhance its

Yonathan guided her indoors.

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floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy.

an elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them

he brought forth two cups of

of tea permeated the air, releasing comforting

distinct charm

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