The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 427

Nathaniel slowly embraced Frey, as if that simple act drained all his strength.

This woman had completely exhausted him, body and soul. He held her tightly, a deep fear gnawing at him that someone might take her away.

"Don't say it, don't say it," Nathaniel's voice was low and hoarse. "Let's just live our lives well and not mention the past, okay?"

Frey frowned, a pang of pain piercing her heart.

Hatred, deep love, and entanglement—both of them were buried alive in these emotions.

She sighed, slowly raising her arms to reluctantly hug him back.

Given Nathaniel's state, Frey knew it would be impossible for him to drive back to his apartment in Pontenero.

She asked him to take a shower while she packed up the items in the combination lock boxes.

Realizing she was short a set of men's pajamas, she wondered how to get some when a knock came at the door.

Koen stood there, handing a bag through the door with an expression wishing her luck.

He left without a word.

Inside the bag, Frey found the pajamas Nathaniel needed, along with new underwear and toiletries from a luxury brand.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling incompetent as a wife.

If Koen were a woman, she might have felt compelled to give up her position.

Frey passed the clothes through the bathroom door. After a while, Nathaniel came out in pajamas, his hair still wet.