The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret



She chose to go for a morning run, and there was a small park not far from the apartment-about a kilometer.

It was rather bustling on Saturday and Sunday, with children playing and the elderly strolling gently. Freya was followed by Nathaniel.

The refurbishment of the old town had also been on the program, and Nathaniel ought to be very busy these days.

Although he was a distant individual, he was very mindful of the guidelines that governed the group company's operation. Buildings under his company's management had seismic resistance levels of level 8 or higher.

Since Technologent Group had a track record of integrity in the real estate industry, the municipal authorities chose to award Nathaniel the contract for Brusville's refurbishment.

Even though he had been nearly insane with demolition problems these past few days, he continued to take care of Freya and make her three meals a day.

Even Freya, who deep down disliked him, thought it was too much work for him at this point, as she watched him change into athletic clothes and go for a morning run with her.

"Mr. Nathaniel, I understand that business has been extremely busy lately."

Nathaniel carefully pacing beside Freya to keep her safe from other runners.

"Well, quite hectic!"

After inhaling, Freya remarked, "You are really busy. Thus, you will no longer need to cook for me or look after me. Either a live-in nanny or a part- time employee will be hired by me."

Freya looked a little uncomfortable as Nathaniel halted and fixed her gaze on her.

Nathaidiel did not allow anyone to approach Freya.

Part-time employment was acceptable, but she wanted to hire a live-in nanny. He was unable to accept it.

Anger marred his eyes, yet he couldn't possibly be upset with her. Reaching up, he squeezed her wrist and forced her to one side of the tree trunk.

Abruptly terrified in front of so many people, Freya wondered what he wanted to do.noveldrama

"If you dare to mention any part-time

workers and live-in nannies in the

future, just move to Ocean Villa; Ms. Lovett and Higgins are enough to help you," he bent over and

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whispered as he peered at her, his nose almost touching the tip of her nose.

"Don't think about driving me away; don't think about it!"

Freya shut her mouth as he spoke, nearly gritting his teeth.

She nearly drove him insane the last time she turned down his proposal. It's advised not to annoy this guy because he suffers from manic conditions.

It was a hilarious thought to ponder.

He was manic, and she was depressed, yet the two psychopaths were together. Was it possible that they were doomed to become who they were today?

Nathaniel was about to take Freya on another lap when the phone rang.

Taylor made the call. He asked Taylor expressly to keep an eye on the Hill family these days. He still needs Hudson's assistance with international matters.

Ozzy was searching for a psychiatrist to assist Freya in her next course of care.

Koen was currently working on destruction in Brusville with the residents that refused to leave.

It was up to Taylor to keep an eye on Abigail's affairs since he was the only one who wasn't working. Nathaniel and Freya decided that for any future news about Abigail, he must communicate with Freya.

Although Freya did not suggest this, the last time she slid down the edge of the Mount Kosciuszko Mountain Range, she nearly scared Nathaniel to death.

He was no longer brave.

Honestly, no matter how many challenges he faced-even at the brink of death-Nathaniel has never been so afraid of anyone since he was a little child.

He led Freya to the willow tree on the side, which was pretty private, and turned on the hands-free.

Koen spoke calmly and indifferently: "Mr. Nathaniel, something happened in the women's prison." "Say!" Nathaniel frowned.

His relationship with Abigail had truly ended a long time ago. Abigail saved him. Michael had assisted him in business previously, and he owed them both.