The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 449

"Imprison me? Treating me as your personal property?"

"One little dissatisfaction, and it's violence towards me and my family?"

"But my father was already pushed from the twenty-eighth floor and died because of you, my brother is missing, and my mother is in a coma. Go ahead!"

Nathaniel's hand trembled slightly, his heart aching terribly.

She still hated him. He thought that after everything they had been through, they could move past those events. But it was impossible. It was a thorn in their hearts, barbed and impossible to remove.

Nathaniel withdrew his hand, and Freya gave a bitter smile, "Let's get a divorce."

She opened the car door and walked out, slamming it shut behind her.

The car fell into a deathly silence. Koen tightly gripped the steering wheel, not daring to even breathe loudly.

From the rear-view mirror, he saw Madam leaving in a hurry. He couldn't help but softly remind, "Mr. Morgan, Madam is leaving. Shouldn't we go after her?"

"Let her go! Damn it! Let her go!" Nathaniel shouted helplessly. Fortunately, only Koen heard him.

Otherwise, such childish and helpless words would seem out of character for their usually stoic boss.

Freya wandered aimlessly through the streets of Pontenero at night.

She walked quite a distance before realizing that the street was becoming increasingly deserted. It was dangerous to be out at this hour.

Quickly, she turned around and walked back towards the bustling main road. As she approached a dimly lit alley, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her.

In an instant, Freya felt a chill run down her spine. She tried to escape but hadn't gone far when a sudden force struck her from behind.

A pale, thin hand grabbed her bag strap with a skillful tug, pull, and yank.