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.

The faces of the people who were previously in the ward changed. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

remained silent and walked. toward the sofa

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

she put her food aside and blocked in front of Frey’s bed out of reflex.

at the beginning, but he could Continue to feed Freya food

you shall recover faster. Jacob said

it as she tensed up seeing Nathaniel;

top floor room

two of them to be total strangers,

tell that she was nervous; he held her icy hand and said with a smile, “C’mon, swallow

darkened just from seeing

is Jacob doing now? Didn’t I make myself clear the other day? Freya

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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

up: he glanced at Nathaniel,