The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Grace was momentarily stunned; she hadn't expected Nathaniel to speak to her so gently, leaving her completely bewildered.

She stammered, "I like it."

Nathaniel chuckled softly, his voice icy, as he picked up the gold necklace and, with his own hands, placed it around Grace's slender neck.

The necklace, being twenty years old, was outdated both in design and the hue of the gemstone pendant, making it a poor match for Grace's otherwise glamorous appearance.

Grace knew the necklace was ugly but hadn't realized it was this dreadful. Wearing it made her feel incredibly awkward, and she could even hear the low chuckles from the wealthy women around her.

Despite her embarrassment, Grace thought, this was something Mr. Nathaniel spent thirty million on. Those women couldn't dream of wearing something this valuable.

Freya couldn't hold back any longer as she watched Nathaniel personally place her mother's necklace around Grace's neck.

She stood up and quickly left the venue.

Low murmurs of conversation filled the room. Tonight's scene was intriguing; Mr. Nathaniel was genuinely ruthless, directly infuriating his wife.

Freya could no longer maintain her usual calm demeanor. She hurriedly exited the venue, ignoring the surprised and even disdainful looks from the crowd.

To the onlookers, it seemed like Freya, the original wife, had lost completely. But to Freya, it felt like old wounds from the past had been cruelly torn open again, bleeding anew.

She quickly left the hall, unable to stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks.

She hadn't expected herself to cry; it turned out she wasn't as strong as she thought.

Nathaniel's methods were indeed cruel, always able to find that one point to break her, leaving her in pieces.

Worried that something might happen to her, Mandy hurried after Freya.

"Ms. Freya! Ms. Freya!!" Mandy called out, catching up with Freya.

Freya leaned against the marble railing in the garden, looking at the stars in the

sky, tilting her head back to keep the tears from falling.

Freya turned and smiled at Mandy, "I'm fine, it was just too stuffy inside, so I came out to get some air."

Mandy expressed her outrage on behalf of Freya by saying, "You shouldn't be concerned about that mistress. And even though Mr..

Nathaniel is extremely we ha

and

is aware of how much that necklace meant to you, what difference does one necklace or no necklace make to him? He's just being spiteful to you!"

Freya remained silent, still unsure how things had escalated to this point with Nathaniel.

When she was at Pontenero, she attended some events with Sawyer, which made Nathaniel jealous, and his jealousy only grew stronger.

Freya now felt conflicted. If

Nathanie hadn't risked his life to save her on the high seas, her-

patience with him would have been exhausted by now, and she wouldn't

have given him any chance to speak.

However, Nathaniel saving her multiple times had a significant impact on Freya. She wasn't ungrateful.

As Freya and Mandy were talking, Sawyer approached them.

"Freya, are you okay?" Sawyer asked, looking intently at her. He sensed that the

auction item was very significant to Freya.

"Freya, is that necklace very important to you?"

Freya hesitated, remaining silent.

Sawyer took a deep breath. "Freya, are we still friends?"

Freya was unsure how to respond. Their relationship had started out as mutual

use, but Sawyer had come into her life during her darkest times.

Freya wasn't naïve. She understood Sawyer's feelings for her. But after being hurt by Nathaniel, she had no romantic intentions toward anyone.

Sawyer's face showed a slight

tremor, indicating his frustration Freya's expression made it clear that

she

didn't see him as one of her

own. His tone became more forceful. noveldrama