The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Luna, in her confusion, forgot that this apartment in Pontenero was bought by Ethan to help her heal her broken heart.

Located by a beautiful river, the apartment offered a splendid riverside view from its balcony.

This was also where she and Ethan first met. Back then, Luna had plotted against Nathaniel, only to have her plan exposed, leading to a complete fallout between them.noveldrama

Nathaniel gave her a large sum of money to leave the Technologent Group, and soon after, publicly announced his relationship with Freya from Saeville.

Even though everyone knew he was using Freya to get back at the Gomez family, it still bothered her.

Especially when Abigail, who took a bullet for Nathaniel, emerged. No bond was stronger than that of saving a life, making her, Luna, feel like nothing more than a clown in love.

Nathaniel didn't treat her badly, the wealth he gave her could last several lifetimes, but she was still unhappy.

Seeking solace in Pontenero, she met Ethan in a bar. It was ironic. She remained chaste for Nathaniel for so many years, only to give herself up to a stranger in one random night.

Ethan's family was of noble lineage and strict about such matters, but Ethan was a thorough playboy.

For the first time, he felt responsible for a woman, an exotic woman from the East. What started romantically quickly became less so as Ethan's pursuit grew more earnest, and Luna found him less interesting. Love can indeed be confusing. Luna always saw Ethan as a good companion. He had no bad habits and was genuinely serious when he needed to be.

Yet, she didn't want to spend all her life with Ethan.

A year ago, after a minor appendectomy, Ethan meticulously cared for her without complaint. For a spoiled rich kid like Ethan, this was remarkable.

Even the coldest stone can be warmed, and people have feelings. Luna gradually felt that being with Ethan wasn't bad.

But human nature is complex, and no matter how gentle Ethan was, he couldn't compare to the indelible mark left by Nathaniel.

Nathaniel was her obsession, her calamity. Without this calamity, her life felt incomplete.

Luna stared at Ethan standing by the wall outside the room. His blond hair was a bit messy, giving him a forlorn look.

"You heard everything?" Luna asked coldly.

"Yes," Ethan's eyes were filled with sadness. He might be a playboy, but he wasn't a fool.

"What will you do? Call the police?" Luna clenched her fists at her sides.

"Can I? Can I call the police?" Ethan gritted his teeth and suddenly pushed Luna against the wall.

Luna wasn't expecting Ethan to be rough. He had always been gentle with her, especially being very gentlemanly.

Ethan shouted hysterically, "Should I? Should I report you to the police?"

"Luna, for seven years, what have you taken me for? Even if I was just your backup, at least respect yourself!"

"This is illegal, you know? Nathaniel is not easy to deal with. Even if Freya dies, he won't look at you. You're just being cheap! You're stu—"

Slap!

Luna slapped Ethan hard, turning his face to the side. He bowed his head, finally calming down.

Luna said coldly, "Two options: call the police or shut up! I'll wait for you in this room!"

She turned and slammed the door shut, lying on the bed, her face contorted in anger.

Ethan stood outside the door, raising his hand to knock but hesitating, ultimately not doing so.

He never imagined Luna would want to kill for Nathaniel, which exceeded his understanding of her.

He truly loved this woman, and even if she did kill, he might be the one to clean up after her. But killing for a

man who didn't love her? Or

was

beyond him.

Ethan trembled slightly with anger. After a long while, he pressed his forehead

against the door, speaking softly, "Luna, I won't report you. I..."

He didn't know what else to say,

then bitterly laughed, "I'm a lawyer. I never thought I'd cover up for a murderer, but I still hope you find happiness and achieve your wish."

With that, Ethan turned and left without hesitation.

In the bedroom, Luna pulled the quilt over herself, shivering, feeling lost.

Overindulged people often don't cherish what they have until it's gone, only then realizing the pain.

At this moment, Luna's heart ached unbearably. She stared at the ceiling,

recalling her memories with Ethan.

They had fought often, mostly

because of Nathaniel. Ethan always conceded, comforting her gently. This time, he left decisively, probably for the last time, never to be gentle with her again.

Panicking, Luna threw off the quilt, ran out without even putting on slippers, and chased after Ethan.

Ethan had already left the apartment. She rushed to the balcony, leaning out to see his Lamborghini speeding away.

Frantically, she screamed, "Ethan! Ethan! Come back!"

"You bastard! Come back! Come back!!"

Luna burst into tears. When she was a high-ranking executive at the Technologent

Group, she always appeared as a resolute queen.

Crying was seen as weakness, yet now she cried like a child.

For the first time, she felt regret, but her obsession had already consumed her.

She cursed the irresponsible man who had spoiled her into a child, only to

abandon her in her most confused and terrifying moment.

After a long time, Luna collected herself. She knew Ethan wouldn't call the police. They had been together for seven years.

She knew him.

But from now on, she had to walk the path alone.

Without Ethan, she needed Nathaniel even more. He had become her heart's obsession.

With a vengeful mindset, Luna wanted to kill Freya. If she couldn't have Nathaniel, she'd kill the woman he loved and drag everyone into madness.

Stumbling, Luna stood up and walked back to the bedroom, opening her laptop to see the live feed of Freya being dragged by her hair on the deck.

She coldly smiled, "Freya, your time is running out."