The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Nathaniel's face froze slightly.

Frey looked at him and said, "I know she saved your life, but you can't do this."

"But... I have to!" he insisted.

"Three years ago, she framed me and killed my child," Frey said loudly, emphasizing the words "my child," causing Nathaniel's face to darken further.

Frey laughed softly, "Nathaniel, I've ruined her reputation this time! If you feel sorry for her, don't bother me again."

Nathaniel took a deep breath, his expression turning irritable. "I'll handle it. Now, let Hudson and Taylor find the people who operated on you in prison."

"They all died shortly after operating on you," he added.

Frey's hands clenched on her knees, and she sneered, "It's quite a coincidence that they all died, isn't it?"

Nathaniel looked at her seriously. "I'll find out the truth. Abigail has tried to kill you more than once, but we can't conclude she killed our child without evidence. I need proof!"

up, overturning the table. Dishes fell to the floor, and soup splashed everywhere. Her eyes turned red as she stared at Nathaniel, who remained calm. "Evidence?" she spat. "Nathaniel, you want

"When she framed me, why didn't you ask for evidence?

based on her words and Koen's false testimony!"

stone? It didn't break

Nathaniel pleaded, his body

Frey broke down in front

his face. He had no idea how she had struggled to survive in hell for the past three

the prison bullies, when my child was forcibly taken from me, why didn't you

stood up

over the mess on the

her tightly in his arms, whispering words of comfort. "The first time she

the second time, Jolin threw you and Peyton into the swimming pool, almost freezing you to

although

legal weight. Without supporting information, she'll only have to visit the police station briefly and come

you believe me, I will find out the