The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 342 On the Edge

"Nathaniel! Are you even human?" Frey shouted, her voice breaking. "That woman murdered your son! Do you understand? Your son!"

Tears streamed down Frey's face, carried by the cold wind of the Alps, her eyes red with anguish. "She holds your son's flesh in her hands. Please, be human!" Her gaze lingered on him, filled with disappointment, before she turned and walked down the stairs on the side of the rooftop.

"What's happening?" Hudson and the others hurried over, sensing something amiss, only to find Nathaniel standing like a statue, stunned by Frey's slap. "Mr. Nathaniel..." Koen's voice trembled with fear.

Peyton shot Nathaniel a fierce look before chasing after Frey down the stairs.

Finally snapping out of his stupor, Nathaniel realized the extent of the harm he had caused Frey.

He knew that Frey would not forgive him in a short period, overshadowed by endless speculation and anger.

He rushed after her, staggering as he grabbed Peyton's bicycle.

Nathaniel pedaled furiously, following the path they often took in the evenings to view the mountain scenery.

Cars couldn't traverse the narrow trails, leaving bicycles as the only option.

the mountaintop, standing precariously close to the cliff's

or 20 feet, his hair standing on

breathtaking canyon, the lake district spread out below like a fairyland. Her skirt fluttered dangerously

please come here,"

voice breaking. "It

who called, but I will

I didn't help her. Frey, I didn't betray you. Please,

voice was humble, almost

know I was wrong.

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myself, tried leaving Saeville, returning

because you were

couldn't see clearly, blinded

that I realized the gravity of my actions. I couldn't survive the

planned to propose to you in a

Eternal Diamond, a myth in the