The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 385 A Journey Through Memories

Nathaniel asked Frey to sit on the sofa in the living room while he went to the kitchen to prepare noodles for her.

He often stayed at this apartment and occasionally cooked there.

The apartments on either side were quiet and seemingly unoccupied, likely purchased by Nathaniel himself.

The renovation of Saeville's old city was in full swing, with only the west part of the city untouched by other developers.

Nathaniel had made sure that this area preserved its original charm.

Frey gently stroked the old sofa cushion and commented with a smile, "My mother knitted this with wool."

A flash of surprise crossed Frey's face. "It's so beautiful. Your mom is very skillful."

At the mention of "your mom," Nathaniel paused, holding the bowl and chopsticks, and gave a wry smile. "My mom?"

Frey quickly corrected herself, "I mean, Valeria is very skilled."

"Come over

dinner, and they

a nostalgic atmosphere, giving the impression of a journey

the kitchen while wearing a floral apron, reminiscent of

the past, his father had spoiled his mother and rarely let her do housework,

to watch them and smile when he

Frey touched her face, "Is there something on

tilted her face up, and placed a

did Nathaniel become such

push him away, but he held her hand tightly and laughed softly, "Frey, I want to show you our father and

was led by

the study. The entire wall was lined with a built-in bookcase displaying

his hand

bookshelves with a proud

talented

was piqued. She remembered that her father had also treasured a copy of his poetry. Unable to resist, she asked, "How did your parents

about his parents. "They both came from an orphanage, had similar interests,

raced.