The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 285 Flames of Redemption

The world in front of Frey gradually became distorted as she struggled to stay conscious.

Despite her efforts, she couldn't hold on, and another beam crashed down. As she lost consciousness, she heard exclamations and saw a tall figure rushing toward her through the hellish fire.

A cordon was quickly set up outside the Gomez Mansion, with fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars parked everywhere.

After a while, stretchers began to emerge, heading towards the waiting ambulances. Doctors and nurses supported those who could still walk, while frantic cries followed the stretchers.

The chaos of New Year's Eve ended abruptly.

Saeville News didn't cover the usual festivities the next day. Instead, it reported on Nathaniel's heroic deeds.

He had discovered his neighbor's house on fire and heroically saved lives, suffering burns in the process.

The city government awarded Nathaniel a courageous service award, planning to commend him once he recovered.

The burn department on the 19th floor of the Municipal Hospital buzzed like a market. Reporters camped at the elevator entrance, eager for updates.

Thanks to Nathaniel's timely intervention, the victims were temporarily out of danger.

However, treating burns was fraught with complications, and accidents could happen anytime.

Koen and his team were in a terrible mood and didn't tolerate the reporters, eventually kicking them out and calling the police to maintain order.

Once the ward quieted down, only doctors and nurses moved in and out.

After stabilizing the patient's conditions, Ozzy's Organization transferred them to East Saeville Nursing Home on the third day.

Nathaniel had established a private hospital there, equipped with even newer technology than Municipal Hospital. It was his territory, and Koen vowed to be ruthless if reporters dared to intrude.

Frey awoke at noon, the bright sun

stinging her eyes. Her arms, legs, and hands were all wrapped in gauze, causing excruciating pain with every slight movement. She tried to shout but found her throat damaged by the smoke.

weak vocal cords couldn'

any sound.

As Frey slowly turned her head, she realized she wasn't alone in the spacious ward. Another person lay on a hospital bed beside her, wrapped in gauze with a special fluidized sand treatment system underneath it.

She stared intently at the person, who was only a table's distance away from her. Not only his body, but his face was also tightly wrapped. Despite being wrapped in bandages, she recognized Nathaniel's tall and straight physique and his unique aura.

Frey closed her eyes, finally

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understanding that the person who had rushed through the fire to save her was Nathaniel. She hadn't expected him to stay in the master bedroom of Newport Villa, hidden in the dark.

"Ms. Frey is awake!" a nurse exclaimed, walking out in surprise. Soon, several burn department experts and Ozzy followed, checking Frey's injuries and feeling relieved.

They then turned their attention to Nathaniel, frowning and negotiating with Ozzy in a low voice. "This won't work. It's best to have separate wards for the both of you to reduce the risk of cross-infection."