Presiden's wild wife

Logan knew that Elena was willing to help him apply the medicine. But he also knew how terrible his wound was on the back. He didn’t want to show it to her, which would only make her worry.

Jeff couldn’t understand him. “Alright. As you like. I just listen to you, no matter you are right or not.”

He was the boss. Just followed his rule.

Logan added, “If she asks about it, don’t tell her the truth.”

“Look at you two. She is so worrying about you; and you just hide it from her. You are husband and wife. Why can’t you just have a frank talk? She’ll see your wound anyway.”

“...” Logan was staring at Jeff in silence, making him stop saying.

“She was hit, too, though it doesn’t hurt that badly. Give her some medicine, just in case.”

Jeff looked at him, puzzled, “Was it because of the news?”

“You have too many questions.”

“Alright, alright! Silent!” Jeff sighed and was working. At first, he wanted to tie the bandage in a bow. But Logan was glaring at him. So he gave up this idea.

“Finished. Remember to apply the medicine on time. It helps your wound recover.”

Logan nodded, “Alright. Thank you. Now you may leave.”

“You are so cruel! You ask me to leave once you don’t need me. Thankfully I don’t love you, or I will feel so sad.” Jeff was kidding.

Logan stared at him again without saying a word. Jeff knew Logan was angry, so he said, “Sorry! Sorry! I shall shut up! OK?” Then he made a gesture of zipping his mouth.

Haft an hour later, they finally went out. Elena was waiting outside the room. When she saw Logan, she couldn’t wait to take off his shirt to check his wound.

stopped her, “What are you doing?

your back get dressed? Didn’t you ask me to

Jeff. He said I couldn’t get my wound wet.

So he had to suffer in silence. “Well…Yes. Don’t worry. I

it, but she couldn’t do anything else to help, so she nodded,

It’s my job.” Jeff said,

and Zach were similar in their personalities. But Zach was

and left while Elena was

looked at Logan, “You lied to me

I lie to

show me your wound. I know it’s hurt badly, isn’t it?” She

“No. I didn’t lie to you. You will see it tomorrow. Or you want

What if he was honest? His wound would get worse if she really removed the bandage for check. Though she was doubtful, she

me.

hurt?! You are flesh and blood.” Elena said to him with red eyes, “You always hide your

snorted, “I am afraid that you will

worry more when I

her arms,

“NO!”

need medicine. I will apply it for you.” He patted

I didn’t get hurt. I was just hit twice; but you 78 times. Since you claim that it doesn’t hurt. It’s a shame for

was sarcasm. He was sullen, pulling her into the

attention to your health!” He said in a low and unhappy

it from you. Can’t

saying in a mild tone, “Alright. It’s my fault. I