Presiden's wild wife

Elena sat on the couch and took a sip of the tea at ease, said in an indifferent tone, “She is mad?”

Her indifferent attitude irritated Mason, “What do you mean? Do you want her to be crazy? Are you happy about that?”

“I didn’t mean it.” She snorted, “I’m just curious. Why did she act so normally this morning but got mad in such a short time? If you have time to argue with me, why don’t you ask a doctor? She needs a good doctor to check her brain, not me.”

“Elena!!!”

Mason roared in the phone. It was lucky that she could not see his scarlet eyes. He kept yelling, “What else do you do to us? She is crazy because of you. I didn’t let her call the police for my mercy! But you! Irritate her again and again! Do you still have any conscience left! Why can’t you be kind to Emma?”

Elena’s heart ached while hearing his blame. She looked down at her nails abstractedly and said nothing.

Mason continued speaking in great disappointment, “Elena, if you have a little conscience, come here now and apologize to her! Now!”

“Why do I have to?” She blurted out, squeezing her phone in anger.

“Because I raised you up!” Mason retorted. He gritted his teeth, “Though I keep a dog for years, it will try to please me. But what about you? what are you doing? You ruined my life, my family! I am so regretful to keep you! I shouldn’t have saved your life! You should go to hell!”

Elena took a deep breath; she was about to ask him more but Logan came to her and took her phone away.

“I will ask him for you.” Logan tried to comfort her. She was too agitated to talk to Mason now.

Elena bit her lip heavily and it almost bled. But looking at his face, she chose to compromise.

Logan answered the call, “Hello, Mr. Bush.”

“Logan!?” Mason frowned, “What? Do you want to defend her?”

Logan replied in a calm tone, “Well, I have a recording. Are you interested in it and will you come

“What’s it? A recording?!”

show you then. Of course, it’s fair that you should give me some information I need. It’s quid pro quo, you know. I

“What information do you want

about

hopefully, but Logan didn’t worry or hurry, waiting for Mason’s response in

a look at Emma who was muttering abnormally, “Tell me what the recording is

Emma.” Logan said in a

the date

then.” Logan didn’t speak and hung up without hesitation. Mason didn’t have any chance to

worriedly, “Will he tell

will handle it.” He patted

grabbed a pillow and hugged it in her arms, “Actually, I don’t care who my real parents

Just abandoned her...

thought that she was abandoned by her parents really upset her. She was so afraid to know the

don’t need them. You

eyes. Then she couldn’t help chuckling. She grabbed his arm and said, “No, not

“Why?”

to give you a baby boy and a baby girl. A boy like you, gentle,

you?” He completed her sentence with

complaining, “Why? Do you think

to not laugh, embracing her in his

remember when she did the body check last time. It had been

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