Chapter 244 Giving You My Life

After half an hour, Maggie stepped out of the bedroom, her cheeks flushed and a hint of irritation in her demeanour, steadfasily rebuffing Nathael’s attempt to embrace her.

Observing the flurry of activity in the wardrobe, with five or six salespeople and representatives from different brands busy organising the closet, Maggie paused momentarily, absorbing the scene.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Could Nathael have lost his senses?

How much had he purchased?

His previously roomy closet, which had only filled a fraction of the space, was now bursting with vibrant women’s apparel and dresses.

Even the cabinet that housed his brooches, watches, and cufflinks was now overflowing with jewellery.

Maggie turned to the man walking behind her, her amazement palpable but unspoken. Eventually, she couldn’t help but inquire, “Nathael, just how much do you earn?”

Approaching her, Nathael enveloped her delicate hand with his large one, his voice resonating deeply ast he responded, “I’ll give it to you tonight when we get back.”

Maggie looked puzzled.

Give me what? Will he give me money?

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll steal all your money?” Maggie’s words came out in a blur. She asked with a hint of indignation creeping into her tone.

Are you so in love that you’ve lost your senses?

How could you let yourself be so easily misled?

I’ve misled and taken advan

of you so many times, and yet you’re ready to hand over all your wealth!

round tips imparting a cool sensation reminiscent

to meet hers, he uttered in a hushed, resonant tone, “As I’ve

and

she saw a resolve and fervour that bewildered her, as if he thought surrendering all could bind them

be broken into

flinch or evadé her gaze. He allowed her to scrutinise him.

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stripping away all defences and presenting

vulnerable.

remained silent until they

head to look out the window,

not imagine what he might do if, six years later,

repeat itself

of unconditional love and the bitterness of being powerless. These conflicting emotions intertwined, forming a

she couldn’t help but wonder how much pain Nathael must have

Maggie and Nathael stepped into

a tranquil spot. With a policy of accepting only appointments and restricting daily guests to ten tables, it radiated

solid copper lion door knockers, reminiscent of

that the club’s chef came from a prestigious lineage of royal chefs. He originally cooked for state banquets during his younger days. The chef’s son had now ascended to the position of

he insisted on personally cooking two dishes when she was in a good mood. When he couldn’t manage,

to take over.

came here were mostly high–ranking officials and dignitaries. The

Maggie felt a

me, don’t put them in a difficult

In a past life, Clara was outraged upon

Maggie never blamed her. She empathised with her, putting herself in

a mother. If it were her son, she feared she might

from ridiculing or tormenting her, despite any personal dislike she might have harboured. Instead, she defended Maggie whenever she faced

unfair treatment.

differences, Clara ultimately succumbed to

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