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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 137
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The potenty Regret Chapter 137 Trading Places Abigail was weeping, her tears a poignant mix of beauty and despair.

28% Finished Nathan she protested. "I know you have feelings for Freya, but her family wronged your mother in the past She Abigail His warning was a low growl.

Nathan face transformed instantly. The topic of his mother was a forbidden adamantly refused to broach.

a subject he Abigail took in his stern countenance.

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She drew a deep breath, deciding not to tread further on this sensitive topic. Lowering her gaze, she moved closer to Nathaniel and embraced him.

"My father is gravely ill. Nathan she confessed, her voice trembling. "He's suffering from a terminal disease and needs treatment abroad. I'm terrified... I waited for you all night yesterday. You said you were in a meeting but you were here. Have you fallen for Freya, the enemy's daughter? Can you overlook what her father did in the past?" The tension in the living room escalated.

Freya felt out of place. She hadn't realized that Abigail was the one downstairs, engaged in a heated debate about her and her family..

Freya decided to leave. Despite her careful movements, she made a slight noise.

Nathaniel and Abigail both looked up.

They saw Freya, standing on the stairs, trying to make a discreet exit.

Abigail's face hardened. She thought to herself. I truly underestimated this audacious woman.

Freya gave Nathaniel an awkward nod, then dashed upwairs to the master bedroom. She collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

The argument downstairs seemed to have subsided.

Then she heard the sound of Nathan leaving with Abigail, After their departure, Ms. Lovett brought sfreshly prepared broth and a few homemade snacks to her Despite eating. Freya still felt uneasy.

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Sur called Peyton, intending to visit her mother at East Sacvursing home.

Nathamel bad assured her that she was free to go wherever she pleased, and he wouldn't interfere with her.

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