The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Koen, realizing the urgency, quickly informed Nathaniel, "Mrs. Morgan has taken

the young master of the Gomez family back to Saeville."

Nathaniel's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Koen, his frustration palpable.

He had put in so much effort, racing to Ravenwood to deal with Luna and settle his grievances, only to find that Mrs. Morgan had left for Saeville without informing him.

Nathaniel was exasperated by her blatant disregard.

He made an urgent call to Freya, not caring about the time difference, which made it just past four in the morning at her end.

His anger was so intense that he needed an outlet, regardless of disturbing her sleep.

Freya, who was sensitive to disturbances, answered the call, and Nathaniel's icy tone was unmistakable.

"Where are you right now?"

Nathaniel's voice was strained with fury, and even from afar, his rage was almost tangible.

"Freya..." Nathaniel's voice was harsh and filled with anger, as if he wanted to crush her name with his teeth.

Freya instinctively pulled the phone away from her ear, trying to distance herself from his anger.

"Seriously..."

A loud crash was heard from Nathaniel's side-the sound of something being destroyed, causing Freya to flinch.

Freya was about to ask about Luna but was abruptly cut off as Nathaniel hung up.

Disturbed and unable to sleep, Freya rubbed her tangled hair, frustrated by the abrupt end to the call.

Instead of returning to Nathaniel's villa in Saeville, she stayed in her small house, her personal refuge. The shadows of the trees danced on the window, but she found no peace.

Freya got up, intending to get some fresh air, but then she heard noise coming from the east bedroom where Mason was staying.

When Freya moved into this small house with her brother, she had considered his psychological issues and wanted to provide him with a healing environment.

She had read a report suggesting that children with mental health issues could benefit from having pets, which could help them become more cheerful.

So, Freya not only brought Mason back but also the tabby cat from the Pontenero private hospital. This tabby was an older stray she had taken in.

She also got Mason a Labrador, which he really liked. The Gomez family had previously had a Labrador, but when Freya was in prison, she had asked Peyton to find out what happened to the dog.

All the Gomez family's possessions, including pets and the villa, were auctioned off. Peyton discovered that the Labrador had been poisoned, and she suspected Abigail was responsible.

After dealing with the dog's remains, Peyton returned the dog's tag to Freya.

The news about the dog's death led to Freya suffering from insomnia in prison. She struggled with sleepless nights and, one day, got into a fierce fight with the prison bullies, almost drowning in a basin.

Freya shook her head, trying not to think about those painful memories, which only made it harder for her to sleep.noveldrama

Now that she had brought Mason back, she realized it was time to reconcile with the past. After so many years, she needed to bring her family back to a normal life.

She bought Mason a small Labrador and hung a tag on it named "Lucky," which she had designed and modified herself, though it was a bit large.

Nathaniel's call had unsettled her. She had informed him she was returning to Saeville, but when she tried to discuss things with him twice in Pontenero, he had refused.

Nathaniel's behavior was becoming increasingly difficult to understand, and Freya was growing frustrated.

To her surprise, Mason was still awake. She carefully opened the door to the east bedroom, where she

heard the tabby cat meowing always active at night catching mice or patrolling its territory.

The Labrador also stirred, whining softly, probably still adjusting to its new home.

Freya walked over to the bed and saw Mason lying neatly on his back, staring up at the ceiling with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? Another nightmare?" Freya sat down beside him and adjusted the

covers.

"Yeah, I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I keep dreaming about strange things, like monsters trying to catch me!" Mason's voice was a bit muffled, and he looked at Freya with fear.

Freya felt a pang of concern and hugged him tightly, whispering, “Don't be afraid.

I'm here with you. When the sun comes up, I'll take you to see Mom."

"But first, I need to tell you

something. Mom is sick and in deep

sleep. But you know the story of

Sleeping Beauty, right? Maybe you're our lucky little prince from the Gomez family, and Mom is waiting for you to wake her up. Do you understand?"

Mason nodded in agreement.

The siblings lay on the same bed, gazing at the starry sky outside the window, finding a rare sense of peace.

While Freya found tranquility, Nathaniel in Pontenero felt a chill of despair.

He tried to drink but was stopped by Ozzy, who refused to let him have any

alcohol. Nathaniel nearly shot Ozzy for his defiance.

Ozzy's refusal only fueled Nathaniel's frustration.

Nathaniel rubbed his face, giving a wry smile. "She just doesn't love me anymore.

That's why she's treating me so coldly."

"It's because I spoiled her so much that she became so reckless. I was too indulgent with her, that damn woman!"

Koen and the others remained silent, unsure of how to respond. They couldn't prevent Nathaniel from expressing his frustration and would continue to stay out of his way.

Nathaniel gave a cold laugh and turned to Hudson, whose face had remained serious.

"How can I make a woman change her mind?"

"Aren't you the playboy?" Nathaniel sneered. “I'm sure you have some tricks for dealing with women."

Hudson realized that Nathaniel not killing Luna was a significant favor and kept quiet. He hadn't expected Nathaniel to ask him such a question.

Having previously argued with Nathaniel in front of many, Hudson now felt bolder and smirked.

"Mrs. Morgan is like this because of the way you've pampered her, Mr. Nathaniel! There's no other reason!"