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.

deceit? How could you act so recklessly? You

temples as

A

with depth. “I’ll arrange for

occasion.”

his relationship with Maggie to reach his mother’s attention,

is this lady? Send me a photo so I can see her. Regardless of how much you’re fond of her, you mustn’t impregnate her. I always believed

expression softened marginally upon hearing his assurance

unlike those frivolous playboys who merely toyed

emotions.

take a liking to her, Nathael remarked in his deep

you to marry into the Brays. I fear this

express, yet ultimately, the words remained unsaid, trapped within

again, “Does this have any connection to

the last time, she had a sense that

was awry.

he was young, so after some consideration, she

did she expect that not long after, Beth would inform her that the girl was expecting a

nearly breathless, on the

you thrilled about

brought her to see me. Or better yet, I’ll call your dad, book a

look at the woman leaning against the bathroom door, seemingly hesitant to emerge, and uttered in a low voice, “It

Clara became even more restless. “Why is it inconvenient? Is she already showing signs

Nathael remained silent.

your place. I must see her today,” Clara insisted.

Clara promptly ended the call. She immediately arranged for a full–body treatment appointment and had

the first time, she couldn’t afford

whether to send

once more.

preparing a gift to bring along,” she asked, feeling somewhat nervous for reasons

likes me,” Nathael

aback and

Clara icyly and

Nathael was speechless.

from the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze

voice soft and calm. “This afternoon,

Maggie was startled.

breakfast before anything else,” he suggested, lifting her effortlessly around the

of meeting Nathael’s parents, Maggie found herself

my previous life, I might have felt anxious

now I was uncertain about my remaining time, so how

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