The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret



Freya had thought that Ms. Lovett's almond porridge was delicious that day and had personally brought a small bowl to Nathaniel, delivering it to him. "This is delicious, with crushed osmanthus, and it smells good. You can drink it," Freya had said as she carefully placed the spoon in front of Nathaniel.

After Luna had sat down, she had glanced at the porridge Freya had brought to Nathaniel and had hurriedly reminded her, “Ms. Freya, Mr. Nathaniel is a little allergic to almonds."noveldrama

This reminder had suddenly made the atmosphere in the restaurant a bit awkward. Freya and Nathaniel had been in love for four years previously and were now sleeping in the same bed as husband and wife.

This had been the first time Freya had heard that Nathaniel was allergic to almonds. She had known that his heart condition was not very good before, but she hadn't known about the almond allergy!

Her expression had become a bit embarrassed. Nathaniel had offended many people before, and his weaknesses had been kept secret.

After all, if someone knew Mr. Nathaniel was allergic to almonds, they might use this information to harm him. Food poisoning was hard to prevent. Three years ago, even though she and Nathaniel had been lovers, she had merely been a tool Nathaniel had used to deal with the Gomez family. Nathaniel had hated them. How could he have told her about his almond allergy?

When Luna had mentioned it in front of so many people, Freya had felt strange and inexplicably upset.

Luna had only wanted to inform her; even though she had become Mrs. Morgan, she couldn't be the one who knew Nathaniel the most. What Nathaniel liked, what he didn't like, what he could eat, and what he couldn't eat were trivial matters known only to a few, and Freya was not one of them!

But Luna had mentioned it so naturally; if Freya had made a fuss, she would have seemed petty.

Koen and the others had also felt quite embarrassed, but Luna had been right-Mr. Nathaniel was allergic to almonds, and she had to remind her.

Ms. Lovett had come over from the western-style kitchen with a plate of toast. She had been taken aback when she saw the almond porridge in front of Nathaniel and had hurriedly walked over.

“Ouch! Mr. Nathaniel, the almonds in this were meant for your wife to drink. Why did you drink it too?"

Luna had smiled faintly, "Ms. Lovett,

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in the future, please clearly mark whether the porridge is for Ms. Freya or MD. Nathaniel. Otherwise, Ms. Freya wouldn't know.”

“Okay, I'll pay attention from now on. Ms. Luna, you haven't been back for a long time. I remember you love my bread the most.”

Luna had gotten up and held Ms. Lovett's arm, and the two had looked familiar.

She had taken out a box and handed

it to Ms. Lovett, saying, "Ms. Lovett, this is the square scarf I brought back from abroad. It's a gift for you. Koen and the others don't have it."

“Okay! Lulu, that's unfair!" Koen and the others had suddenly rushed to ask for gifts.

Luna had hurriedly begged for mercy, and several people had laughed, while Nathaniel's face had softened a bit.

Everyone had been making familiar jokes like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, but Freya had felt a little out of place. She had raised her hand to take the bowl from in front of Nathaniel and had prepared to take it away, but Nathaniel had held her hand.

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Then Nathaniel had picked up the bowl with one hand and had drunk the almond porridge in the bowl cleanly. The few people who were still joking around had suddenly exclaimed, and Luna's face had

changed drastically, turning white in bursts.

He had known he was allergic to almonds, but would he really drink it just because Freya had brought it?

"You..." Freya had stood up hurriedly.

Nathaniel had grabbed her hand and asked her to sit down first, saying with a faint smile, "The allergy is not serious. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Luna," Nathaniel had suddenly called her name.

Luna had panicked in her heart, knowing that what she had just said had made Nathaniel uncomfortable.

Nathaniel had looked at her steadily, but his voice had been very cold.