The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 396 The bedroom lights were dimmed, with light from the crystal chandelier in the living room seeping through the door crack. Occasionally, the faint clinking of tableware rang.

Freya got up from the bed and walked towards the door.

When she opened the bedroom door, she was stunned by the scene in front.

The villa was designed to accommodate the lifestyle of ordinary rural folks. The first floor had a large hall that could be used as a living room, with a designated space for a pool table. The second and third floors each had three bedrooms, with a small living room in the middle.

At this moment, Nathaniel had taken off his coat and was wearing just a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves. He sat on the sofa wearing a floral apron, making brownies, occasionally glancing at the Spring Festival Gala on TV, appearing quite absorbed.

Outside, firecrackers exploded again, and as he turned to look, he noticed Freya had woken up.

He quickly stood up and, smiling cautiously, "Is it too noisy outside? But it's Spring, it's unavoidable."

"If you're awake, stretch your legs, maybe go out to the balcony to see the view, or go to the study room

I'm not sure what kind of books you like, so I just bought some randomly. The brownies will be ready

in her heart. Since returning from Stanna this time, Nathaniel's behavior had completely

he was acting so carefully around her, and was afraid to upset her. He had indeed been through a lot

It was the first time

walked over to Nathaniel and said, "Let

then a look of joy flashed in his eyes, though he tried not

so long, never realizing she could be so

like enduring a torturous ordeal, he couldn't bring himself

to Hoover Village

hustle and bustle of the city, and spending time together seriously might repair their damaged

worked, as Freya seemed much more at

mixing ingredients. She didn't know the proportions of the ingredients, but she could mix ingredients and

little.