The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

"Frey," Nathaniel said as he walked out and stood in front of her.

Frey, awkwardly positioned at her door, nodded in acknowledgment.

Nathaniel gestured towards her door and said, "I need to get my things back if that's alright?"

Frey nodded quickly and opened the door for him. Nathaniel entered, politely thanking her.

Since Koen hadn't come to pick up the items earlier, Nathaniel had to come himself. Frey had already packed his belongings in a box.

Nathaniel bent down to lift the box, dressed in a gray coral velvet housecoat, which made him look like a grizzly bear.

Frey found it challenging to interact with him. Despite his efforts to save her from various dangers, she couldn't forget the havoc he had wreaked on her life.

Even though he had saved her from a cold swimming pool and a scorching fire, Nathaniel had committed a grave wrong three years ago that he could never truly make amends for.

moving slowly towards the door, occasionally glancing at Frey with an expression of reluctant

on her handbag. Nathaniel finally gave up trying to engage further

properly. I'm heading back now,"

feeling indifferent, simply

him. She changed her clothes

that Nathaniel

purchased a

them into a foam box, intending to use it for growing tomatoes or

she took out some noodles, cucumbers, and tofu to prepare a simple meal. Just as she was about to eat, someone knocked persistently at

dropped her cutleroes and opened the door to

trying to remain composed,

remember what you did to me three years ago? You don't have the memory of a goldfish,

continued, "You've

tricked me. I even