Presiden's wild wife

“Do you mean Emma committed suicide for some reason?” Mason heard what they said. He couldn’t help asking.

Elena gave him a glance, “It’s just a guess. Mr. Bush, do you see any stranger visiting Emma recently?”

Mason felt a bit awkward that she didn’t call him “Father” but “Mr. Bush”. He didn’t get used to it.

“Elena, I…”

Elena didn’t say a word, looking at him with a smile.

Mason clenched his fists. Then he said, “No. I visited her every day and I didn’t notice anything or anyone strange.”

Logan squinted at him, asking in a cold tone, “You didn’t notice? Or you just didn’t want to tell us?”

“What are you talking about?” Mason frowned, asking in an unpleasant tone, “Do you think that I will hurt my own daughter?”

Elena told Logan, “He won’t tell lies.”

She knew Mason loved Emma so much.

Jeremy felt puzzled, “What’s going on? Do you mean that there’s a reason for her suicide? Does someone want to kill her?”

“Only Emma knows the answer.” Elena said. At that moment, the operation was done and Emma was sent out. The doctor was walking towards them, who looked relieved now.

Mason ran to him, “Doctor, how is my daughter?”

“Relax. She didn’t cut herself too deep. She’s fine now.”

Mason was breathing a sigh of relief. Emma was lying in bed. Her pretty face was pale now. She looked so weak and pathetic.

help checking on her, “How is

she should stay here for observation. Besides, there might be something

“Stay here?”

nodded, “Yes. Any question?

“I am afraid that if she

after her. It’s the same

“Well…”

and waited for his advice. But it seemed that Logan didn’t care. Mason realized that it had nothing to do with Logan now. So he answered, “OK. Thank you,

doctor, “When can she wake

more rest. You’d better

sent to a ward. Elena held Logan’s hand tightly, “Why did she

comforting in a calm tone, “We will know after she wakes up. We will

made her

first thing she could see was the white ceiling, and then, her father Mason. He was so happy

blankly without saying anything. Seemingly, Mason got used to it. He didn’t mind but cried, “How can you hurt yourself? If you are unhappy, you

And she didn’t show any emotion, either. Finally, he gave up

think we can get the answer from her! What should

her so much. Seeing her suffering, he felt so

business. If you don’t want to see this happen again, you should

“I know.” Mason nodded.

you

bit her lips, looking away, “No, I don’t. Since she’s fine, we

held her hand, trying

keep them here for a longer time, but he knew that he had no right to do this. So he

them,