The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 507

When Mason heard Freya's words, he looked confused. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, like a needle piercing through, making him want to hold his head.

However, his arms were still in splints, and he flushed with frustration, eventually breaking into loud sobs, the kind of cries that come from deep-seated grievances finally being released in the presence of a loved one.

“Mason!” Freya gently embraced her brother, holding him tightly, unsure of what to say. He seemed different from before, somewhat odd, as if he'd been struck dumb.

Mason buried his head in Freya’s chest, unable to remember who this woman calling herself his sister was. She claimed to be his sister, but he couldn't recall.

Whenever he tried to think about the past, his head throbbed painfully, leaving him speechless.

Freya didn’t know how to explain the current state of the Gomez family to her brother. She thought it best to first take him back to Saeville to see their mother and then visit their father's grave in the countryside cemetery.

A few years ago, a catastrophe hit the Gomez family, leaving everyone drifting outside the family, living a miserable existence.

“Don’t cry. I’ll protect you from now on. No one will ever hurt you again, never again.” Freya took a deep breath and held the young boy tightly, repeatedly murmuring her vow through her tears.

Sawyer, sitting nearby, felt a pang of sorrow watching the siblings. He didn’t know how to comfort them but believed that the dark times would eventually pass.

He coughed softly, stood up, walked over to Freya, and patted her shoulder before gently ruffling Mason's hair.

“I’ve already bought your tickets,” Sawyer said, pausing, “but how will you handle them?”

Sawyer stopped, glancing at Mason. He decided not to discuss sensitive matters in front of the boy.

Freya understood what Sawyer meant. She was not only the eldest daughter of the Gomez family but also Nathaniel’s wife, Mrs. Morgan. She needed to resolve her situation with Nathaniel before returning to Seville.

“I’ll handle it myself, thank you,” Freya replied with a grateful smile.

Sawyer waved his hand and took Mason’s hand gently.

“His arms are injured,” Freya reminded him.

Sawyer smiled, “I know. I wouldn’t want to hurt my future brother-in-law.”

Freya was momentarily taken aback, choosing not to say anything more. Sawyer’s jokes always came unexpectedly, but they masked his careful, protective nature and the hidden affection he had for her.

Sawyer led Mason out of the waiting room first and waited for Freya in the car.

In the waiting room, Freya met Mason's attending physician, Charlotte, a kind middle-aged woman dressed in a colorful Bohemian-style dress. Her attire was not overly formal, making her seem approachable.

"Ms. Freya, please have a seat. There are some things about your brother that I need to explain," Charlotte said, her expression turning serious.

Freya sat down and looked at Charlotte. "Thank you for helping Mason. He was in a car accident three years—no, more accurately, four years ago—and he got separated from the family. I only just found him."

Charlotte nodded and handed a file box to Freya. Freya quickly opened it.

Charlotte continued, "Inside are the examination reports. Your brother suffered a severe head injury, not an external one, but an internal injury with clotted blood that wasn't treated in time. Because of this, his memory is impaired."