The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 537 The Weight of Regret

Watching Nathaniel walk away without a backward glance, Grace felt a deep chill, her body shaking uncontrollably.

The necklace Nathaniel had torn off her neck left a sharp, stinging pain.

In that moment, Grace finally grasped the reality.

The handsome, wealthy man she had admired was nothing more than a cold, heartless beast. Only Freya seemed capable of taming him.

Her dreams of becoming Mrs. Morgan were shattered; she was merely a pawn in Nathaniel's strategy to handle his marital issues.

Koen approached Grace. "Ms. Grace, please give me your account number and name a sum."

Grace, on the verge of tears, reluctantly pulled out her phone, found her bank account number, and shoved the screen toward Koen. "Here it is. But let me tell you, if I'm not satisfied with this 'compensation,' you'll regret it."

Koen chuckled softly. "Don't worry, Miss Grace. Mr. Nathaniel has never shortchanged any woman when it comes to money."

Nathaniel got into his luxurious yet understated Rolls-Royce, with Koen taking the driver's seat. "Where to, Mr. Nathaniel?"

seat, exhaustion etched on his face, his

truths had emerged, Nathaniel had sworn never to hurt

even had the chance to enjoy the sweetness

admired and trusted him would never come back. Freya had changed; she now viewed him with suspicion and guardedness. Still, she had

him; she could even hate him, but she couldn't blatantly flirt

to?" Koen asked again, gripping the steering wheel and glancing at the weary

help but sigh inwardly, recognizing the mess Nathaniel had

the Vanara villa," Nathaniel

villa, where he could at least

thirty-day cooling-off period nearing its end, it felt like a curse closing in

marital issues in such a short time. Letting go was something he simply

a red light. He steadied the steering wheel and answered the call. It

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