The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 171 Nathaniel’s Toast–making Endeavor

Only then did Freya allow herself to relax. Initially, she fought against the pull of sleep, but eventually, she succumbed to its embrace, her eyes slowly closing

Nathaniel, however, remained wide awake, his gaze lingering on Freya’s beautiful face, softly illuminated by the dim light of the lamp.

A pang of guilt surged within him. He had resorted to such underhanded tactics to conceal his true. intentions.

He spotted her phone on the bed, but instead of taking it, he placed it on the nightstand. After taking a cold shower and changing into pajamas, he returned to bed, cradling Freya in his arms as he drifted off to sleep.

A few years ago, while plotting his revenge against Killian, she had been his target.

He had pursued her relentlessly, yet she had always managed to elude him.

Now, his prey had evolved, becoming smarter and more cunning. And he, the predator, had softened To the point where he could no longer inflict harm.

The situation had escalated to this point. If he were to confiscate her phone again, it would seem unjustifiable. How then, could he mend their strained relationship?

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the soft silk curtains.

comforting embrace from the night before

must have a busy day ahead.

nightstand. Her eyes flickered as she clutched it tightly, opening the self–destruct–after–reading messaging application. She

Don’t contact me anymore, and delete this app. I’m going to delete

100. 100.

another text.

if there’s any progress.”

message was sent, and

“Okay

had stayed up all night, anxiously awaiting

the trouble

fème fraile mine un cha mashhad horribana and handled damnatzier

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Freya with a knowing

had spent the night in Freya’s room, rising early before she did. He had even gone to the extent of making toast for her

the ones she made the toast was a special gesture from Nathaniel.

pale–colored toast before her. Ms. Lovett had meticulously cut it into slices, and prepared an assortment of jams and

toast for you today,

her hand hovering over the bread. Surprise

looked a bit off today. She had assumed that Ms. Lovett had tried a new method for breakfast, but it turned out that Nathaniel was