The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 313

Frey lay on the bed, staring blankly at the yellow crystal chandelier on the ceiling. A bitter smile crept onto her face.

Years ago, Nathaniel had used love to cloud her mind, treating her merely as a tool.

Now, she was playing a similar trick on him, though not as skillfully. He had always been mentally tougher than she was.

The next day was Monday, and Frey had to go to work. Only by immersing herself in the complex design drafts could she feel alive, rather than like a tormented soul.

She woke up early, and as she opened her door, the door of the opposite apartment opened too.

Few people lived in this building due to its prime location and high rent. It was too expensive for those at the bottom, while those at the top found the small apartments unappealing.

Frey had chosen this floor for its tranquility, having verified with property management that no one else was renting nearby.

So, when the opposite door opened, and someone emerged, her mind went blank for a while before freezing in place.