Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 242

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.

“Or have you fallen victim to someone’s deceit? How could you act so recklessly? You must provide me with a thorough explanation of what transpired!”

Clara was displeased, massaging her temples as she sensed her blood pressure escalating.

Chapter 242 A Dilemma

Nathael remained composed, his voice resonating with depth. “I’ll arrange for her to meet you on another

occasion.”

It wasn’t unexpected for news of his relationship with Maggie to reach his mother’s attention, but he harboured no inclination to conceal it either.

“Really? Who 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 you were dependable in this regard!”

Clara’s expression softened marginally upon hearing his assurance that he would introduce someone to her.

At the very least, it indicated his sincerity, unlike those frivolous playboys who merely toyed with

emotions.

“You’ll understand once you meet her. You’ll take a liking to her, Nathael remarked in his deep voice, opting not to send a photo of Maggie to her.

Clara sighed heavily and responded, “You’re aware that your grandpa has always wished for you to marry into the Brays. I fear this issue will surface soon, and if your grandpa learns of this, you

She seemed to have further thoughts to express, yet ultimately, the words remained unsaid, trapped within her.

Moments later, Clara spoke again, “Does this have any connection to the adopted daughter of the Camerons?”

Since Nathael had her purchase Luster Corporation’s jewels the last time, she had a sense that something

was awry.

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

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

Clara was nearly breathless, on the verge of fainting

With a smile, Nathael remarked, “Aren’t you thrilled about becoming a grandma?”

you “I” Clara hesitated for a moment, unable to find her voice, before finally saying, “No, this afternoon brought her to see me. Or better yet, I’ll call your dad, book a private room, and both of you come over.”

Nathael turned to look at the woman leaning against the bathroom door, seemingly hesitant to emerge, and uttered in a low voice, “It might not be convenient.”