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Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 193

“What? Get back your mother’s things?” Cornel’s face was darkening and he looked very unwilling.

Logan glanced at him, “Don’t pretend you don’t know about it. You threatened me to come here with my mom’s room, didn’t you?”

Cornel was puzzled, turning to look at Jacqueline, “What happened? What did you say to them?”

Jacqueline felt that she was going to get into trouble. She stammered, “What…I…If I didn’t say so, they wouldn’t have come back! You always know that Logan never listens to me…”

She tried to change the topic, but Cornel wouldn’t let her. He stared at her and shouted, “How dare you! Do I give you the permission?”

“You…Why are you so angry with me! Don’t take it seriously. I don’t mean it.” Jacqueline grumbled. Yolanda could see the fury on Cornel’s face, so she pulled Jacqueline’s sleeve and tried to stop her, “Mom, come on, stop talking.”

Jacqueline looked at his sullen face and tried to change the subject again, “Why do you focus on the room? We are talking about the affair! And somehow you are blaming me now! I just said something wrong. But Elena is cheating on Logan and disgraced our family!”

Cornel agreed what Jacqueline said was right. Then he said, “Forget about the room. We’re talking about Elena’s affair!”

Logan sneered, “Then there’s nothing to talk about.”

Cornel was so angry about his indifference that his face was blushing in fury. “It’s not up to you! I can see that you just want to defend her! Seriously? She is just a woman and even a …”

Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped, scared by Logan’s cold and cruel stare.

Elena clenched her fists, “I know what you mean. But you have no right to accuse me of what I haven’t done! I shall never take this.” She composed herself and added, “I should be more cautious and never let them take these photos. But I have never cheat on Logan. Never!”

She might be nice. But she wouldn’t bear it if someone tried to smear her.

Logan saw her angry face and wanted to take her away, “I want to have a look at my mom’s room. Let’s go now.”

Cornel wanted to argue, but when he heard Logan’s words, he took a breath and said, “Logan, I will go with you.”

He hadn’t been to the room for a long time.

But Logan just gave him a quick glance and sneered, “I won’t allow that. It’s been so many years and you have millions of opportunities to go there. But you haven’t. Now stop pretending that you still care about the mom.”

“Logan, don’t misunderstand me. I don’t…”

“I don’t care. But I know if mom was still alive, she wouldn’t even want to see you! By the way, watch your wife and you daughter. Leave my mother and me alone! Or I shall get back at them! And you, too!”

His words overpowered them. Cornel and Jacqueline didn’t dare to say a word. They were looking at each other. Yolanda didn’t know what happened, standing there with puzzlement.

Logan looked away. Jacob pushed him to his mother’s room in silence. And Elena was walking after them.

In the room, nothing had changed. It was Elena’s first time to be there. If Jacqueline never mentioned it, she wouldn’t have had any knowledge of the room.

It seemed that Logan could read her mind. He gave a look at Jacob. And Jacob got it and left the room for them. Logan parted his lips, “I don’t mean to hide it from you. I just don’t want to talk about it.”

Elena didn’t answer, looking around the room. The furnishings of the room were simple but warm. Comparing with the grand but cold hall, she preferred this room, though it was covered with dust now.

Logan also looked around the room. He missed it so much. Then he said, “Let’s go. It’s dusty here. No good for your health.”

“I don’t mind. I like here.” She looked at him and said, “By the way, you are not going to tell me about your childhood, are you?”

Her eyes were filled with hope and interest, looking forward to hearing his story.

Logan smiled, and said, “What do you want to know?”

“Were you naughty?”

“No, I wasn’t.” He wasn’t at the age of being naughty. And the conflicts between his parents just made him getting more mature.

Elena continued, “Was…your mom gentle?”

“Yes. Very gentle. She would be very happy to see you if she were alive.” He rubbed her face gently with affection.

Elena’s face was turning pink. She bent to embrace him, saying to him sheepishly, “Do you think I am gentle?”

Surprised at her question, he smiled, “Not at all. You are like a kitten, running around to make trouble. But in a cute way.”

She was just so cute that he wouldn’t blame her at all.

Elena complained, “I never make trouble!” Then she continued, “But your mother was so gentle. And I am not. Would she really like me?”

“Of course she would.” Logan raised his eyebrows, “You are the one I love. She would like you.”

He was so confident.

She rubbed his face, “How do you know?”

“Because she is my mom. She is so different from Cornel Brown, and Jacqueline.”

Elena’s eyes went wet. The next second, she ran into his arms. Logan patted her back mildly, feeling a bit puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

Elena bit her lip, trying to explain, “I’m thinking that your mom would stand by my side if she were there just now, right?”

Logan understood it and embraced her even more tightly. Now he knew that she wanted to be trusted by others, though she always said she didn’t care.

“She would always trust you. And me, too.”

“Thank you.”

She nodded, leaning against him. Then she asked, “Why didn’t you ever doubt me?”

Though it was fake news, it was natural for a man to question his wife at the very beginning. But he was so different. He went to the study without telling her. And he wanted to deal with it by himself. If she didn’t wake up and find him, he might even hide it from her again.

Logan held her face, looking into her eyes. Elena could see herself in his eyes. He smiled, “I trust you. By the way, I don’t think you have such a bad taste. You are already with me. How can you ever be attracted by someone else?”

Elena was surprised. Then she laughed, “Well, I have to say…you are so narcissistic.”

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