The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 388

"I'm sorry, Miss! Are you feeling unwell?" The bakery staff's voice brought Abigail back to reality.

She had been glaring at the glass window with such intensity that the clerk thought she might break it.

Abigail forced a sweet smile and turned to the concerned staff. "Thank you for your concern. I was just admiring the beautiful scenery, and oh, you're quite handsome too!"

The young, shy clerk from Northern Porejimo blushed at the unexpected compliment from such an enthusiastic woman, lowering his head in embarrassment.

Abigail continued with a smile, "I'd like this bread, please. Can you cut it for me?"

"Of course! I'd be happy to serve you," the staff replied, smiling as he packaged the bread for her.

As she watched the staff busy himself, the smile in Abigail's eyes slowly faded.

Meanwhile, Frey and Nathaniel's shopping excursion extended well into the evening, and it was dusk by the time they returned to the castle.

The following day marked their wedding ceremony, and the castle buzzed with activity as preparations were finalized.

The wedding was set to take place in the castle, with a live broadcast planned to share the event worldwide.

Guests had already begun arriving at the castle in anticipation of the grand occasion.

The night before the wedding, Nathaniel’s friends whisked him away for a final celebration of his bachelorhood.

Frey, in turn, invited Peyton for a quiet drink at a cozy street bar.

Though the wedding had yet to start, a festive atmosphere pervaded the air.

Peyton, cautious about Frey's condition, ordered her a sweet wine. "I feel like a proud mother seeing you finally getting married," she said, beaming.

Frey laughed, holding Peyton's hand. "Peyton, I hope you find happiness too. Koen isn't so bad, you know, why don't you consider him?"