The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 464

So much had transpired between the two, making it difficult to reconcile their relationship immediately.

Nathaniel was a man who couldn't tolerate deceit, especially not from a woman who betrayed him.

However, Luna never expected him to be so forgiving towards Frey.

Watching Nathaniel rush out, Luna felt a pang of panic.

If they settled their differences and cleared up the misunderstanding, her outrageous behavior from the previous night would be exposed.

She feared being pushed away by Nathaniel, possibly forever, and could never see him again.

But what did it matter? She didn't believe in fate and couldn't waste any more time.

Sometimes, one must fight for happiness. Fortunately, she had teamed up with Michael, who had people in Pontenero monitoring Frey's every move.

Her phone, set to vibrate, buzzed slightly. She glanced at a message from an unknown number, and her expression softened.

Sawyer drove to the hotel where Frey was staying. Koen, seated next to her, chattered anxiously, "Is Mr. Nathaniel trying to get himself killed? His face is white as a sheet. He's been feeling awful since his last hangover."

"Luna," Koen turned to her, "you're a woman. Mr. Nathaniel wouldn't scold a woman. Maybe you could try to persuade him?"

Luna smiled bitterly and shook her head. "It's not appropriate for me to go. I'm getting married soon. It's best to keep my distance from him."

Ozzy, sitting nearby, sighed quietly. People do change. Back then, Luna was infatuated with Nathaniel, willing to do anything for him, though her methods were questionable.

Now, she avoided him. The tables had turned. Even Nathaniel wasn't immune to being disliked by women.

The thought of Frey not loving him but another man, made Nathaniel's mouth bitter, as if his heart was soaked in bitter water.

Nathaniel knew he needed to talk to Frey.

He had wronged her three years ago, but somewhere along the line, she had taken root in his heart, making him unable to extricate himself.

Three years later, he held her again, but the tighter he held, the more suffocated they both felt.

He didn't want to break up with her. Love was irrational, and when one fell for another, they were bound to be entangled for life.

Taking a deep breath, Nathaniel was about to get out of the car when he saw a familiar figure exiting the hotel. He stared at Frey, with Sawyer following close behind.