Presiden's wild wife

When Logan went to them, Zach blew a whistle, reminding “Hey man. I had your cake just now.”

Jacob took a look; there was one plate of cake left on the table. So he said, “Well, sir. I need to go now…”

“It’s okay. Sit down and enjoy it, Jacob.” Logan didn’t care. He moved to Elena and took her fork. Elena didn’t finish her cake since it was too sweet.

He seemed to be interested in her cake. Elena also gave him a cup of tea, “You wanna try the cake?”

“Yes.” He answered with a nod, taking the plate and starting to eat her cake.

Zach was dumbfounded. Then he sighed, “Oh no…Logan…you are eating Elena’s cake!”

Logan took a sip of tea, “Any question?” It was so normal for a couple.

Zach shook his head. “Nothing…”

In the afternoon, Elena was chatting with Sophia in the courtyard. Something suddenly occurred to her; she hadn’t told Grandma Becky about her pregnancy. So she decided to make a call.

It was such great news for Grandma Becky. She couldn’t wait to see Elena. And she was planning to visit Elena right now.

Elena didn’t want to bother her as it was a long and tiring trip for an old lady. What was more, the weather wasn’t good.

“Grandma Becky, you don’t have to come to us. Let us visit you next time, okay?”

to know what kind of food you should stay away from during pregnancy! I will make a list for you. Well, I have planted

loved by Grandma Becky. She nodded, “Alright, Grandpa Becky. Thank you so much. And please don’t worry about me. I’ll be good. And take

a good relationship. You know, my grandparents passed away many years ago. I wish to

now.” Elena touched her noise, comforting

timid. She smiled, touching Elena’s belly, “Hey, little

Seeing them talking happily, he said, “Ladies, what’s so funny over here? May

sorry you can’t. It’s girl’s talk.” Elena said

I don’t know you are so gossipy!”

to speak, but she had a sick feeling in her stomach which made her want to vomit. What she

next second, she rushed into the house and went to the

after

washed her face. She raised her pale face and said, “Well…I think…I am okay. Perhaps the cake is too sweet for

Well…let me see if

her, “Don’t bother, please. It’s normal. The doctor tells

sound and quickly came to her. He looked so

forced herself to smile, trying to soothe him, “Look, I am okay. You

at her belly. He felt so sorry that he couldn’t help

“No, not really.”

Becky just now, telling her the good news. Well, she seemed to be

was afraid that Grandma Becky would catch a cold

the one he was caring about the most. She was