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!

delicate and pale fingers, their smooth, round tips imparting a cool sensation reminiscent of polished white gemstones.

a hushed, resonant tone, “As I’ve mentioned previously, if you desire my

and

fervour that bewildered her, as if he thought surrendering

he would rather be broken into pieces, willing to

didn’t flinch or evadé her gaze. He allowed her to scrutinise him. His

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away all defences and presenting their heart to

vulnerable.

until they got into

out the window, her heart

the harder it was for her to bear. She dared not imagine what he might do if, six years later, she truly

past repeat itself again?

of unconditional love and the bitterness

unattainable longing, but she couldn’t help but wonder how

hour later, Maggie and Nathael stepped into

a policy of accepting only appointments and restricting daily guests to

door embellished with two solid copper lion door knockers, reminiscent of the opulence of a royal residence.

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 master chef, overseeing similar grand

when she was in a good mood. When he couldn’t

to take over.

result, the guests who came here were mostly high–ranking officials and dignitaries. The privacy was excellent, and the atmosphere was suitably grand.

extended his hand to push the door, but Maggie felt a twinge of unease, perhaps due to her interactions with Clara in her past

me, don’t put them in a difficult

and decisive, making his decisions difficult for others to alter. In a past life, Clara was outraged

blamed her. She empathised with her, putting

protective instincts of a mother. If it were her son, she feared she might have

lady of the upper class, refrained from ridiculing or tormenting her, despite any

unfair treatment.

Clara ultimately succumbed to her

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