Presiden's wild wife

Logan looked at her somewhat surprised look, helplessly sighed lightly, "What, did I say something wrong?"

Elena snapped back to her senses and shook her head, "I was just thinking that there's really nothing I can hide from you."

To say the least, I don't know if I'm exasperated or helpless.

"Who made you write everything on your face?"

"Is it that obvious?" She touched her face, a little confused.

The man nodded and looked at her stony face, "People have births and deaths, so don't be so sentimental just because a few people are leaving, it's enough for you to know that no matter what, I will be by your side." "Hmm."

The little woman responded, her little face pressed against his chest.

Through the heavy prison doors, Elena saw Mason again with a naturalness that she could not ignore, as if he had grown accustomed to life at this time.

"Mr. Bush......" Elena squeezed her palms and looked at him as if he were a world away.

Mason nodded repeatedly and sat down in front of her, "You...... you came to see me?" "Hmm."

The two men smiled at each other, but neither spoke.

The air carries a slightly frozen atmosphere, so that people do not know how to break the silence.

Mason restless hands nowhere to put, silent half a sound after the car had the corners of the mouth smile, "Your injuries...... are all well now?" "It's okay." She smiled and subconsciously hid her hand behind her back to keep him from seeing the scar that looked extra ugly at the moment. "That's good, that's good......" Mason responded, secretly relieved.

Elena raised her eyes and looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes, "Mr. Bush, you ......"

"Stop calling me Mr. Bush, if you don't want to call me by my dad, then just call me by my name." Mason waved his hand, interrupting him.

The word Mr. Bush, how can he still call it with this respectable appearance now?

He had a bitter smile on his face, Elena's face gloom deepened, hesitated for a moment and said, "Jacqueline is dead, committed suicide this morning."

"Dead?" Mason heard the words, did not have too much surprise, just flashed helpless, "dead then dead, for her, now dead is the best way to relieve...... such as otherwise, her life also ended up living in the gloom." "Elena......," he called out to her suddenly.

Elena looked over in passing, laced with confusion.

Mason, however, always smiled, "I've always felt ashamed of you for what happened to you. I knew Emma hated you, but I never wanted to reconcile you sisters, so when she begged me to get back at you, I knew that I was the one who made Emma this way step by step, and I was responsible... ..."

"No.......

"

Elena's words had just been spoken when Mason had already pressed her shoulder, "Don't rush, hear me out first."

Elena lowered her eyes and finally did not speak.

Mason looked at her in a trance, "At the beginning, I kept sending you threatening express mail to remind you to protect yourself, but I calculated a thousand things, how could I not expect that Emma deliberately revealed your news to Edward, and afterwards also stirred him up together." It was only then that he knew...... things had become impossible to turn back.

So, he could only continue to follow that wrong path.

"It never occurred to me that I was not only ashamed of your mother, but also of you......"

"Elena, I know it's useless to say anything now, but even so, I still have to say I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of you, and I really don't have any face to face you about Emma."

"Mason!" she broke away from his hand, looking a little nervous, "I know what you're trying to say, but none of this matters anymore."

"Why?"

She intertwined her hands tightly, "That's never been all I cared about, and I don't need your apology."

She simply wanted to come and see him and talk to him about something.

"Elena......"

Mason's eyes flashed with a touch of movement, again somewhat unable to control his emotions.

Elena just kind of laughed, "Emma once said that my birth was a mistake and I shouldn't be in this world because I'm a disgrace to Joanna ......"

Mason looked into her tear-stained eyes and, with a jolt, immediately denied it.

"I'm fine." She shook her head at him, "Actually, none of this has ever been on my mind."

"But she can't say that either." Guilt was written all over Mason's face.

She seemed more relaxed than his grievances, "Emma is right, in everyone's eyes, I am indeed a disgrace to Joanna, but I also know that I am the child Joanna gave birth to with all her might, at least, I am Joanna's hope, isn't it?"

She does not need to care about anyone's strange eyes, she only needs to know...... even if Joanna is dying, she is still her hangers-on is enough......

Joanna is undoubtedly great, great enough to know her existence when all hope is lost and still think that she can survive safe and sound, great enough to ...... sacrifice herself to preserve her........

Mason looked at her in amazement, not expecting her to be so open-minded.

A light smile hung on the corner of Elena's lips, "That's what I came today to say to you."

After she learned of her birth, she was not as overwhelmed as Emma said she was, but, on the contrary, she grew to admire her mother, the woman who gave her life.

"Mason, I really thank you for giving her hope to be able to live at that time, and for giving her the last period of peace in her life. I think, even though she was hated by your wife, but that period without Edward must have been the happiest days for her." "Elena, you're talking to me about this...... me......"

Mason's eyes were half red, "I can't stand it, and I don't have the face......"

Obviously, he was the one who pushed Joanna's life to the last end, but she was still grateful to him.

The words she said to Jacqueline also seemed to be ringing in his ears, making the sense of indebtedness in his heart grow stronger and stronger.

She laughed lightly, "Mason, I put everything down, from now on, everything will start again...... so I won't come to see you again either, this is the last time ......"

Mason's nose sinks.

Elena still laughed, "These twenty years, whether it's hatred or kindness, it's all written off, right?"

"Elena, I'm sorry......" This one, he said for Emma.

The latter would understand and got up and bowed deeply to him, "It's also a blessing that I can have the last name Bush, thanks......"

Two people look up at each other, to each other's eyes, the meaning of each other's eyes who are clear.

After that, a goodbye, never to see......