The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

The President’s Regret

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Chapter 22 The Devil Himself

Freya looked at Jacob, who was smiling at her with a complicated look, and she gave in.

“Is it nice?” Jacob asked with a smile.

She wanted to answer, but suddenly there were footsteps outside of the ward again.

“Mr. Morgan, this is Ms. Gomez’s single ward.” The head nurse said so cheerfully.

Nathaniel walked into the ward; Koen followed right after him, holding a bouquet of baby’s breath. Ozzy, who was dressed in a white coat, was coming in too.

The head nurse looked into the ward curiously; she then brought the nurse who was changing Freya’s dressing away.

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Jacob was still holding the lunchbox, and his hand was holding the spoon; he was stunned when he almost fed her.

beside Freya, and his face crumpled. He remained silent and walked. toward the sofa

statuses; it was well–equipped with all sorts of facilities and equipment, and it had its own bathroom. There were even separate rooms and a coffee table inside this

put her food aside and

calm; he might be surprised to see Nathaniel here at

you shall recover faster.

but she could not swallow it as she tensed up seeing Nathaniel;

back in the top floor

two of them to be total strangers,

he held her icy hand and said with a smile, “C’mon, swallow your food. Are you

just from seeing Jacob’s action.

I make myself clear the other day?

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his words; he then chuckled and said. “Mr. Morgan, we’re all close friends, just say whatever you want to say

to listen Nathaniel leaned against the sofa, and he fumbled out a cigarette to

stood up: he glanced