The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 145 Breaking Free

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She had been subjected to brutal, inhumane torture of the highest intensity, resulting in the loss of her unborn child.

The child. merely four or five months in gestation, was cruelly taken from her through a forced cesarean section. That operation…

Freya clenched her fists tightly, her eyes shut, unable to revisit the past, too painful to look back.

A young man extended his hand towards Freya, offering a polite smile, “Hello, let’s reintroduce ourselves. I’m Sawyer Lloyd. We actually met three years ago.”

Freya’s abrupt movements caught the attention of the coffee shop patrons, their surprised gazes turning

towards her.

Sawyer’s lips curled into a charming smile, he gestured towards the window and suggested in a low chuckle, “Shall we continue our conversation elsewhere? This place is a bit noisy, and I suspect you wouldn’t want your friend to overhear, would you?”

“I can see that you’re protective of your friend and don’t want to involve her, but it’s tough to fight alone, isn’t it?”

“Do you want…”

are we going?” Freya asked, her

memory flickered in Freya’s mind, but it couldn’t be, it was a women’s prison!

memory had vanished into thin air. Trying to retrieve it brought nothing but pain.

was as if she had been subjected to selective

time she saw Sawyer in the underground boxing ring, she had felt a strange sense of

Lloyd, currently the talk of the town in Saeville. Freya had

knew too much. Freya had no choice but to follow him out of the cafe, without even

to a brand new motorcycle parked outside. Despite her lack of interest in motorcycles, she knew that they were a

motorcycle could cost anywhere from tens to hundreds of thousands, even

motorcycle Sawyer was mounting, feeling a pang of

head towards the Porsche parked nearby, Sawyer caught her

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bold enough to drive Nathaniel’s car, aren’t you? Aren’t you afraid he might have installed surveillance in it?” Sawyer

Nathaniel was far fr

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and him. Now, even as she enjoyed a brief respite of freedom, she was treading on Nathaniel’s thin

snap and imprison