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!”

at a loss for

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

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 to travel the world with me, visiting every museum…”

you breaking

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

to him tightly. It was the first time she had willingly shown him her vulnerability since her release from

seemed she harbored deep

voice, “Uncle

to the Hill family, I had to honor his request.”

and look after his daughter. And

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his chest, gave a slight nod, and released her grip on his

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

her release from prison had been

time they had interacted normally, as if the past three years had never happened. They were back to being the affectionate

looked into her eyes, unable to suppress his emotions any

as he removed his blazer, casually tossed it onto the sofa,

again. She had only wanted to prevent him from

him felt like walking a tightrope