Presiden's wild wife

“Since the fake news is fading away, the conference isn't necessary. But I will make a statement.” Logan answered mildly.

Elena nodded. She decided not to worry about it anymore.

Logan patted her head gently, “I know you have gone through a lot lately. You should take a break. I’ll go to work by myself, you don’t have to accompany me. I’ll be back soon.”

“No, I don’t need a break.” She shook her head, trying to cheer herself up, “I am not tired. But you look tired. You are the one who should take a break. Well, did the doctor say you need the bandage changing?”

Logan frowned. He nearly forgot that. Elena pulled his arm, “You should stay at home and take a rest. I’ll go to the office and help you handle things. What’s more, Jacob can help me. You don’t need to worry.”

“Well, then both of us should stay at home.” After thinking for a while, he made the decision.

Elena looked at him. Logan asked her to sit on the couch. “Well, I find it inappropriate for me to change bandage in the office. So let’s stay at home. And you can help look after me.”

“Mr. Brown!” Elena sighed, “You’re so changeable.”

Logan gave her a glance, “Yes, I am. Any question?”

Logan insisted to stay at home with her. ‘He must worry that I will become the gossip topic in the office because of the news.’ Elena thought.

At last, they stayed at home. The doctor came to change the bandage for Logan and soon he left.

She looked at the thick bandage, feeling sullen, “Why did he wrap you with so many layers of bandage? I am afraid it won’t do good to your wound!”

“Honey, don’t worry.”

so hard to stop herself from

*****

call from Jacob who urged him to make his own choice. One was to send Emma back to the mental

see Mason while going downstairs. She smiled happily, “Dad,

Nothing.” Mason

care. She nodded and said, “I am so hungry now. Could you please urge the maid to cook for me? I

in the large dining room. It was a bit too silent. But Emma didn’t seem to realize

eat. He looked at

him, “Dad. She isn’t your biological daughter. And she doesn’t care about you at all. Why do

“Emma!”

to help her, she doesn’t give a shit! Don’t waste your time, dad. Why not

of her mean remarks. He couldn’t bear to listen more, “Then tell me

so rudely and starting yelling

I have to

louder, “Again, it has nothing to do with me! It’s not my fault! I didn’t do anything! Don’t try

know the

his head

that. I almost died! I won’t be stupid again or waste my life anymore! Why can’t

shocked. The scar on her skin brought him back to the day when he saw Emma was lying in the pool of blood! He

please. Don’t listen to the strangers. They are just trying to pit us against each other! Look at me!

Emma…” Mason took a deep breath, looking at her and saying in

didn’t know if he really felt sorry for her. The next second,

But…I can’t. Many things have happened lately. I don’t know whom I should trust now. Anyway, you can't