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

the truths had

had deteriorated to this point. They hadn't even had the chance to enjoy the sweetness of marriage

once admired and trusted him would never come back. Freya had changed; she now viewed him with

even hate him, but she couldn't blatantly

the steering wheel and glancing at the weary man n

but sigh inwardly, recognizing

Vanara

where he could at least remember the happy moments

a curse closing in on him, driving him

had no idea how to resolve their marital issues in such a short time. Letting

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

we

surveillance footage from Mr.

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we think Mr. Nathaniel should see personally. Also, the police have

images from Luna's phone. They involve