The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret



With a bitter smile, Freya gazed carefully at her phone.

This was probably the final call.

"Are you busy?" Nathaniel said softly as she came back to his side.

"It is the company's work," Freya said, closing her phone and turning on the computer to handle some other matters. However, Nathaniel grabbed the computer from her.

"You will never be able to finish your work in your lifetime. Rest first! Be good!" he said, embracing Freya.

Freya went back to Seville with Nathaniel. She was photographed and put online as soon as she arrived at the airport. Immediately thereafter, there were a ton of media reports.

The marriage of Mr. Nathaniel and Ms. Freya was what many people were interested in. What was the outcome?

Many reports have been floating these days regarding this situation, claiming that Freya and Mr. Nathaniel's marriage was troubled and that their relationship ended. Mr. Nathaniel might be with other women.

In any case, there were rumors. Ms. Lovett gave Freya a hug and started crying again when she got back to Ocean Villa, thinking about how unlucky these two were.

However, when one witnesses the two individuals reconciling, the absurdity circulating outside becomes hard to accept.

A few years ago, at the cocktail party, some reporters even dug up pictures of Nathaniel and claimed that he liked celebrities. Mrs. Morgan's identity remained unknown.

To put it succinctly, there were rumors and discussions on everything.

Due to her recent flight, Freya made the decision to first obtain a decent night's sleep. She assumed that Nathaniel would soon be attending a meeting at the corporation.

After all, the company was in complete disarray, and he hadn't turned up for a number of days. It was his boss's responsibility to handle matters. Consequently, Nathaniel stayed at Ocean Villa with Freya instead of going to the company.

After showering, Freya went to the study room to wipe her hair and noticed Nathaniel squatting in front of the cab, not sure what he was doing. With curiosity, Freya approached, reclining in front of the glass door, and looked at him.

A big connected balcony unites the study with the master bedroom, with frosted glass doors dividing them in the middle.

The initial plan was for the owner to

go straight from the study to the master bedroom next door via the balcony when he got weary of working there and to relax after having a shower.

"What are you looking for?" Surprised, Freya glanced at Nathaniel.

Raising himself off the floor, Nathaniel shook hands with Freya, holding two marriage certificates.

"Relax, have a seat!"

Freya stepped over, not understanding what he was doing, and found herself sitting on a chair with Nathaniel holding her hand.

Nathaniel found a selfie stick out of the blue. He thrust the marriage certificates into Freya's grasp.

With one hand he took a marriage certificate, while with the other he put his hands around Freya's neck and pulled her close. With a very gentle tone, Nathaniel urged, "Look up, smile, and look at the camera."

Freya had to do as Nathaniel said.

"Come here, Frey." Freya and Nathaniel walked across the balcony to lie on the master bedroom's large bed.

Ms. Lovett prepared the silk bedspread herself. He led Freya to lie down on the pillow and snapped another selfie.

Now, it went out of control. They were strotting hand in hand in the garden sharing a kiss in the black tulip bushes, and standing side by side with their backs to the setting sun on the balcony.

For about an hour, until the sun set,

Nathaniel pushed Freya tet

selfies. At that point, Freya

patience and dozed off.

Nathaniel hadn't slept through the night and was in fact sorting pictures on the computer when she woke up.

Freya made a mouth movement but was at a loss for words.noveldrama

She recognized Nathaniel's nature, but there was no stopping him from acting as he pleased.

"What keeps you awake?"

Nathaniel stared at the computer screen with intense concentration.