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Chapter 242 A Dilemma

“Wait, I haven’t brushed my teeth!” Maggie attempted to evade the topic.

Nathael’s reminder gradually stirred the once–confused memories, causing Maggie’s cheeks to flush and heat up from the roots of her ears.

After an extended period, Maggie found herself weakened by his kisses, as if she had received more affection in these few days than throughout her entire previous life.

“Ms. Adam appears to have perpetually questioned my capabilities,” Nathael murmured softly, twirling her cascading hair with his fingers, his voice laced with huskiness.

Maggie’s throat constricted, blinking as she gazed at him, her hands clasping his neck as she whispered, *Do

you want to

Before she could complete her sentence, Nathael’s phone suddenly rang, abruptly cutting off their

conversation.

Nathael glanced at his phone, ended the call, and then directed his gaze down at Maggie, inquiring, “What do you want?”

Maggie’s crimson lips curled, a flicker of mischief dancing in her captivating eyes. “How about some pan- fried buns?” she suggested playfully.

Nathael was speechless.

Just as he was about to reply, Nathael’s phone rang once more, catching Maggie’s attention. Upon a quick glance, she noticed the caller ID displaying ‘Mom

“Perhaps you should pick up the phone, Maggie suggested, nudging him gently to attend to the call.

With no other option, Nathael rose from his seat and made his way to the floor–to–ceiling window to take the call, greeting with a simple, “Hello, Mom.”

Meanwhile, Maggie made her way to the bathroom, her limp evident as she prepared to take a shower.

Upon hearing the sound of movement, Nathael turned around with a disapproving expression, his brows furrowing in concern.

Maggie blew him a playful kiss before flashing a smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners, before vanishing into the bathroom.

A soft chuckle escaped Nathael, his eyes holding a hint of warmth and affection.

“Nathael, do you have a girlfriend? Has she become pregnant?”

Clara’s brows knitted in a frown as she struggled to contain her anger, though her tone inadvertently grew louder.

could you act so recklessly?

was displeased, massaging her temples as she sensed her blood

A Dilemma

voice resonating with depth. “I’ll arrange for her to

occasion.”

his relationship with Maggie to reach his mother’s attention, but he harboured

Send me a photo so I can see her. Regardless of how much you’re fond of her, you mustn’t impregnate her. I

softened marginally upon hearing his assurance

the very least, it indicated his sincerity, unlike those

emotions.

meet her. You’ll take a liking to her, Nathael remarked in his deep voice, opting not

into the Brays. I fear this issue will surface soon,

express, yet ultimately, the

“Does this have any connection to the adopted daughter of the Camerons?”

the last time,

was awry.

always been reassuring since he was young, so after some consideration, she refrained from probing

long after, Beth would inform her that the girl was expecting

breathless, on the verge of

a smile, Nathael remarked, “Aren’t you thrilled about becoming a

before finally saying, “No, this afternoon brought her to see me. Or better yet, I’ll call your dad, book a private

the bathroom door, seemingly hesitant to emerge, and uttered in a low voice, “It might not

even more restless. “Why is it inconvenient?

Nathael remained silent.

somewhere near your place. I

immediately arranged for a full–body treatment appointment and

her daughter–in–law for the first time, she couldn’t

whether to send a gift and dialled Nathael’s number

once more.

a gift to bring along,” she asked,

Nathael

was momentarily taken aback and exclaimed,

Clara icyly and mercilessly terminated the

Nathael was speechless.

bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on him.

and calm. “This afternoon, my parents would like to

Maggie was startled.

he suggested, lifting her effortlessly around the waist and carrying her into

news of meeting Nathael’s parents, Maggie found herself

have felt

about my remaining time, so how could I commit to meeting his parents