The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Mandy ordered two glasses of fruit wine, and as they chatted for a while, Frey's tense nerves began to relax slightly.

They left the bar very late and hired a driver to take Frey back to her apartment first. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The night breeze was a bit cold, so Frey wrapped her windbreaker tightly around her body and walked towards the apartment building with her head lowered. "Frey!" A man slowly walked out from the shadow of the tree.

Frey hurriedly turned around and saw Jacob. In just a few days, he had become so thin that his cheeks were sunken.

He was wearing casual pants, a baseball uniform, and a baseball cap pulled low over his face, revealing a pale complexion.

"Jacob?" Frey didn't expect to meet him here. Didn't his parents say he went to the countryside?

There was a subconscious feeling of danger as Jacob, standing in the shadows, seemed like a thug barely holding it together. Frey knew Jacob so well that she could see the madness in his eyes.

She subconsciously stepped back. Jacob saw the fear in her eyes and stood there motionless.

and Jacob felt huge waves of

family declared bankruptcy today, and the wealth accumulated over the

the countryside, and his father had shot himself in the evening with a small revolver he brought back from Pontenero. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time. He was in the

completely mad, and the Rivera family was torn

the day the war officially started was after his mother beat Frey up. He couldn't help

and threaten Nathaniel. This was probably their

young, but he didn't realize it was love as he thought it was just a good impression on her. When

dagger in his pocket, opened

Frey didn't hide and let him hug her. His arms were very cold, and she

and said in a hoarse voice, "Frey,

breath, slowly raised her hand, and gently patted his back: "Jacob, if you can't stay in Saeville, there are still

raised his eyes and looked firmly into hers. "Were you afraid of

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