Presiden's wild wife

The floor inside the room was covered with clothes from the man and woman, and Elena slowly opened the door. Every step was painful as if she was walking on the blade!

Inside, a man and woman embraced passionately, naked and unaware of her arrival. That man caressed her body gently and left so many kisses on her breast. She couldn’t help moaning and put her arms around his neck.

"Jeremy, I don't want to marry that cripple. I just want to be with you." There came the woman's charming voice.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie. I won't let you go!" Jeremy grinned evilly, "You are with me now. How can you think of another man?"

Their familiar voices made Elena furious because she could tell that man was her fiancé and the other was her sister.

"Jeremy! What are you doing?" She shouted, and her eyes were full of grief, "How can you do this to me?"

"Elena!" Emma screamed. Seeing Elena, she hurriedly pushed Jeremy away.

Jeremy was startled, picking up the clothes and covering Emma's body. Then, he put on his pants as if nothing serious happened.

"Emma, what are you doing? That's Jeremy! My fiancé. How can you..." She closed her eyes, unable to believe what she saw.

Emma put on her clothes. She got up, and took her hand with her eyes full of guilt, "Elena, I'm sorry, we truly love each other."

Elena threw off her hand and said, "If you truly love each other, what about me?"

"Elena, don't flatter yourself! You know I love Emma all through!" Jeremy tenderly embraced Emma. Thinking of the man who Emma would marry, Jeremy turned around to look at Elena with hatred, "You're from the Bush family too. Why does Emma have to suffer instead of you!"

what?" Tears already blurred Elena's eyes. She spoke slowly with a last shred

Even if a little...

compare with Emma? How can you ever compare with her?" Jeremy, who was always gentle, showed a brutal

were dug deep in her palms, very painful, but not as painful as the bleeding wound

That man is next door. As long as you marry him, Jeremy and I can be happy!" Emma said urgently

want me to help you be together with each other? You must

hand and said, "Elena, you don't have a choice. If you don't marry, then Emma has to. I can't see her being with somebody else and I can't let

ran to her nose at once. Her head was hurting with confusion. And her

"Elena, don't blame us.

made the last

headache was so hard that she almost felt her

see was darkness, and she felt

was on the other side of the bed, moving slowly to her and

only to

low voice, "Isn't this what you want in

Logan Brown, the

I'm not..." She tried to explain and the

still sleeping next

things seemed to remind her that it was not a