The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 493

Ethan was shocked that Luna would speak to him like that, which felt like his face was being rubbed against the ground. His expression instantly turned cold.

Watching his fiancée kneeling before another man, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, and his whole body stiffened, unsure of what to do.

He knew Luna didn’t like him, and even with the most romantic tenderness from Pontenero, he couldn’t break through her cold, hard heart.

At this moment, Luna knelt in front of Nathaniel, looking up at him steadily, “Mr. Morgan, I really didn’t mean to be late. I thought Ms. Freya was a bit wary of me, so I tried to keep some distance to avoid making her uncomfortable.”

“I was already on my way after Koen called, but I ran into my fiancé, which caused a delay. I really didn’t intend to cause Ms. Freya any distress.”

“We all respect her, including Koen and me. We never expected things to turn out like this.”

“I’m just asking if Madam is in the hotel? If not, could she have gone out?”

Koen and the others looked troubled. Nathaniel had been angry with them before, but it was just temper; it never got personal.

This time, his reaction seemed over the top, like he was ready to confront them all.

Koen coughed and stepped forward, “Mr. Morgan, it’s all my fault. I didn’t manage things properly. If you want to punish someone, punish me.”

“Mr. Morgan…” Hudson also stepped forward.

Nathaniel suddenly stood up, looking coldly at them. They seemed so unfamiliar now. They still didn’t understand his pain and thoughts.

He didn’t care about their respect for Freya. He wanted them to genuinely accept her as one of their own.

He wanted them to help her regardless of his position, especially when she was in danger.

Now was the prime example. She’s nowhere to be found, but their first instinct was to kneel before him, forcing him to forgive them because they’re his friends. They didn’t even think about rescuing Freya.

He knew if something happened to him, they would rescue him, but it was different for Freya.

Nathaniel felt a chill in his heart. He finally understood why Freya sought help from Sawyer instead of trusting him.

During her hardest times in prison, it was Sawyer who stayed by her side. Where was he then?

Thinking of this, Nathaniel felt his resentment towards Freya dissipate.

Maybe he hadn’t been good enough to her, so she retaliated against him. It was his deserved punishment.

“Mr. Morgan,” the hotel manager brought a few security staff over, opened a laptop, and showed Nathaniel surveillance footage of Freya leaving the hotel.

In the footage, Freya’s expression wasn’t clear, but her actions and steps were hurried, like she was going to a meeting.

In Pontenero, having been in prison, she had no one she knew except Sawyer.

The thought of Freya rushing to meet Sawyer made Nathaniel uncomfortable, but finding her was the priority.

Koen and the others cautiously looked at Nathaniel. But if they were running away, why move separately like spies?

Even Nathaniel felt confused and uncomfortable, sensing secrets between Freya and Sawyer that he didn’t know.

“Go to Maruva! Immediately!” Nathaniel gritted his teeth, almost spitting out the words.

Luna felt uneasy. She knew Freya wouldn’t survive under Michael’s hands.

But Nathaniel’s sudden appearance in Pontenero was a variable.

She called Hudson, but he hung up and called back after a while.

“Hudson, I’m sorry. It’s my fault for messing things up and causing you trouble. I’m really sorry!”

Hudson sighed, “It’s not entirely your fault. Don’t worry about it. The boss is upset and saying hurtful things. Don’t take it to heart.”

Luna sighed in relief, “I want to help. Where are you? Should I come over? Maybe I can be of use.”

“No, we’re in Maruva. Just stay in Pontenero and keep watch.”

Hudson hurriedly said, “I have to go. The boss is calling. We have trouble and need to go out at sea. We’re looking for a boat now.”

Hudson was genuinely busy. After hanging up, Luna broke into a cold sweat. That wretched woman must have leaked information. How did they know about the high seas?