The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 170 Shattered Promises And Vulnerable Outbursts.

Nathaniel felt a murderous rage brewing within him.

Ever since witnessing Freya’s mistreatment in prison, he had been struggling to keep his emotions in check, vowing never to cause her any more pain.

However, Freya’s recent actions were pushing him to his limits. His grip on her phone tightened, and he abruptly snatched it from her grasp.

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They were like two kindergarten children squabbling over a toy, cach refusing to yield.

This time, however, Nathaniel emerged victorious. Just as he was about to depart with the phone. Freya abruptly sat up on the bed, flinging her arms around his neck and clinging to him tightly.

Nathaniel was taken aback. Her unexpected embrace sent a shock through his system, causing him to tremble slightly.

Freya clung to his sturdy neck like a koala, her body suspended in front of his chest. Instinctively, he held her close, dropping the phone onto the bed.

Her tear–choked voice was muffled against his ear. “Why? Please tell me why!”

a loss

took a shaky breath, her voice trembling. “I thought you said you wanted to marry me! Why don’t you

promised when we were in Rome, you tossed a coin into the wishing well, and said we would marry upon our return. You said our wedding would be heavenly, and you wanted

breaking your promise,

scent, which always intoxicated him, lingered on her body. It wasn’t

time she had willingly shown him her vulnerability since her release from prison.

she harbored deep feelings for him too.

speechless. He found himself explaining in a low, hoarse voice,

a great debt to the Hill family,

daughter. And then divorce her

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buried her face in his chest, gave a slight nod, and released her grip on his neck.

let her go. Having her in his arms again. was a rare comfort that left

since her release from prison had been fraught with

the first time they had interacted normally, as if the past three years had

released her and looked into her eyes,

leaving tonight. I want to stay with you,” Nathaniel said as he

only wanted to prevent him from taking her phone, not to rekindle

felt like walking a tightrope high