The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Seeing only three pairs of women's slippers, Nathaniel began to feel a pang of doubt. Could he have misunderstood Frey's situation?

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He chuckled bitterly to himself. Could it be that she had been plotting against him all along?

Frey's voice cut through his thoughts. "Mr. Nathaniel, we don't have any men's slippers here, so you don't need to change into one."

Nathaniel glanced at the small, cute rabbit slippers on the shoe rack and, resigning himself, stepped inside without changing his shoes.

The apartment, decorated warmly by Frey, was charming. Instead of a sofa, there was a plush carpet and adorable pink rabbit cushions. The walls were plain white, and Frey had set up a cozy projection area on the floor.

books. He brought one of the chairs into the living room, where Nathaniel sat, looking out of

went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Nathaniel before standing

Frey being beaten and felt an intense,

for her to suffer

as he observed the injury on Frey's

family?" he

aback. Why was he asking about her problems now? After all, he had pushed her away and told

she replied formally. "I'll handle it myself. Thank you for coming despite your busy schedule. It's getting late,

only deepened Nathaniel's gloom. His grip on the armrest tightened, and he gave a humorless laugh that was more unsettling