Presiden's wild wife

Chapter 147 Elena’s real parents

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?”

Hearing his unpleasant tone, Logan replied in a calm tone, “Well, I have a recording. Are you interested in it and will you come to talk to me?”

“What’s it? A recording?!”

“I will 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 hope you can provide some help.” He smiled. Seemingly he got his weak point.

Mason became puzzled, “What information do you want from me?”

“Say... information about Elena’s parents.”

Elena’s eyes were brightened. She looked at him hopefully, but Logan didn’t worry or hurry, waiting for Mason’s response in silence.

Mason was surprised for a while. Then he gave a look at Emma who was muttering abnormally, “Tell me what the recording is first!”

“Of course it’s about the truth regarding Emma.” Logan said in a low, casual tone, “So, are you interested in the deal?”

“Give me the date and address.”

“I’ll let Jacob contact you then.” Logan didn’t speak and hung up without hesitation. Mason didn’t have any chance to ask him again.

Elena looked at Logan worriedly, “Will he tell the truth?” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Don’t worry. I will handle it.” He patted her hand, trying to calm her down.

Elena nodded. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it in her arms, “Actually, I don’t care who my real parents are at all. They probably passed away, or maybe...”

Just abandoned her...

She couldn’t blurt it out. The thought that she was abandoned by her parents really upset her. She was so afraid to know the truth.

Logan pinched her cheek gently, “You don’t need them. You and I are just fine.”

She raised her head, looking into his eyes. Then she couldn’t help chuckling. She grabbed his arm and said, “No, not enough!”

“Why?”

“Here...” She put his hand on her belly, “I want to give you a baby boy and a baby girl. A boy like you, gentle, handsome...”

“And a girl like you?” He completed her sentence with a smile.

Elena gave him a glance, complaining, “Why? Do you think I am ugly?”

“No way.” Logan tried to not laugh, embracing her in his arms.

Elena counted the days with her fingers, trying to remember when she did the body check last time. It had been three months or six months?

****

The next day, Logan and Jacob arrived at the restaurant on time. Mason seemed to be impatient. He had been waiting there for a long time.

Mason seemed to suffer a lot. Only when he saw Logan did his eyes brighten again, “Show me the recording.”

Logan passed him the recorder. When Mason took it, his hands trembled, as if he couldn’t stand any more suffering. When he clicked the play button, Emma’s shrill voice was coming out, like a curse!

After a little while, the recording ended.

“Bang!”

Suddenly the recorder fell down on the desk. Mason was trembling in anger. He looked at Logan in disbelief, asking, “Is...Is it Emma?”

“Do you still want to defend Emma? Or you have already prepared excuses for her?” Logan looked at Mason without an expression.

Mason was ashamed and didn’t even dare to look at him.

“I never expected that she would do this in order to frame Elena! She didn’t care about her baby and even her own life...”

Logan didn’t show any emotion, and said to him in a franker way, “It doesn’t make any sense to say more about it. Elena is not your daughter. She has nothing to do with you. Never ever!”

“Can’t I get her forgiveness?” Mason looked at him with hope, and pain.

Logan sneered, “Do you think she will regard you as her father? Or you want her to return your home, and be set up again and again by Emma?”

What he did and said made her suffer more than she could endure. How could he believe he would get Elena’s forgiveness?

Mason was dumbfounded. He squeezed his hands without saying a word. He lowered his head because of guilty.

Logan gave him the opportunity to find out what was going on. But at first, he just chose to believe in Emma without any doubt and pushed Elena away. Of course, she should hate him.

“No more bullshit. Today, I am here just for an answer.” Logan looked serious, asking slowly and clearly, “Who are Elena’s parents?!”