The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Frey locked her car, grabbed her bag, and headed toward the elevator. Just a few steps in, she heard faint footsteps behind her.

Her heart leaped into her throat. Calmly, she pulled out a bottle of pepper spray from her bag.

She hadn't carried this before, but recent events had made her more cautious and prepared.

Peyton had gifted her a whole box of these sprays. Frey was both amused and grateful for this thoughtful gesture.

Tightening her grip on the spray, Frey reached the corner and instead of continuing forward, she hid behind the cement pillar.

The footsteps grew louder. She waited until they were close, then sprang out and sprayed in the direction of the sound without looking.

The man yelped and covered his eyes. Frey was taken aback when she realized who it was.

"Nathaniel?"

speak with Frey. After being discharged from the hospital today, he initially considered visiting her at Andala Corp but felt it would be inappropriate if he went there because of a private

three hours in the underground parking lot, he felt a mix of discomfort and regret. He had driven Frey away, and now he was uncomfortable asking her to return. Adding to his anxiety was Jacob's death, which further strained

had risked his life to save her and hoped he might still have a chance to talk things

humble before a woman. After scrolling through his phone and playing a game to pass the time, he

eyes burned intensely, and he could barely

her concerned tone, Nathaniel felt a bit better but winced in pain. "It's bad.

acting like this in

him into the elevator and up

she set him

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medical kit from the utility room, and got some water from the fridge to rinse his

rubbing his eyes. As Frey worked on him, he listened to the sounds she made and smiled faintly. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find

she harbored resentment towards him, she couldn't ignore