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."

over

and they washed

a nostalgic atmosphere, giving the impression of a journey

arranging dishes in the kitchen while wearing a floral apron, reminiscent of his

spoiled his mother and rarely let her do housework, but

watch them and smile when he

intense gaze, Frey touched her face, "Is there

gently held her chin, tilted her face up,

did Nathaniel become such

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

by Nathaniel to

into the study. The entire wall was lined with

his

bookshelves with a proud

talented figure in Saeville's literary circles and wrote poetry

that her father had also treasured a copy of his poetry. Unable to resist, she asked, "How

about his parents. "They both

raced.