Elena looked outside the window and a familiar figure was passing by. It was Mason, who was walking in a hurry without noticing them in the car. But Elena just gave a quick glance, showing no care about him.
“Are you okay?” Logan looked at her with care.
Elena took a deep breath, “It doesn’t matter. He never cares about me and I don’t care about him now.”
“Give me the recording, and I will handle it from here.” He held her hand tightly.
Elena agreed, leaning back.
He raised his hand to touch her hair. She turned to him, smiling, “Then I will rely on you from now on! You have to take good care of me for the rest of your life.”
Logan opened his arms to embrace her, “My pleasure.”
She leaned towards him with affection and tenderness.
After a snow, it got really cold in H City. The windows were covered with a layer of frost. George was discharged from the hospital. But he didn’t go back to the Browns’ villa first, but to the home of Logan and Elena.
Elena couldn’t help thinking Grandpa George was actually a child when she saw his face, “Grandpa, you can stay here whenever you like, but you shouldn’t come here without informing other people. What should I do if they blame it on me?”
“What are you afraid of? Don’t be afraid. Come on, I will protect you.” George insisted.
Logan sighed, “Grandpa, don’t be willful.”
“I am not willful! I’m here to save my life. What if someone in that house wants to hurt me again?” He snorted. He insisted to sit on the couch, seemingly he wouldn’t leave the coach that day. “Anyway, I will stay here, whether you like it or not!”
Elena didn’t know how to persuade him, so she just accepted it, “Alright. Alright! Stay as you like. I will ask Mia to clean up the room for you.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, the doorbell rang. Mia went to open the door and was stunned when she saw the people outside, “Sir? Why are you here?”
Hearing Mia’s yelling, Grandpa George was tensed at once. Logan glanced at him. He guessed that Grandpa George would stay here just because they might come here.
Cornel came in with Jacqueline and Yolanda, looking at them sitting on the sofa. Then he pushed Yolanda and said, “Apologize to Grandpa and Elena! Now!”
Yolanda was reluctant, but her wound hadn’t healed yet and she still remembered how painful she was, so she stepped forward and lowered her head, “Grandpa, I’m sorry. I am so wrong that I even tried to set Elena up...I’m really...sorry!”
Elena raised her eyebrows, showing her surprise. Apparently, she didn’t know what happened.
She looked at Logan for an answer. She wondered how Cornel made Yolanda admit her mistake.
Logan seemed to understand what she was thinking now. They looked at each other. The atmosphere around them was just for them only. No one could step in between them.
Grandpa George looked serious, “Yolanda, I know that you have always hated me that I don’t pay enough attention to you. You think I just take Logan’s side. But this time, you are deadly wrong!”
“I know. Grandpa. It’s all my fault! And I never hate you. I mean it!” Yolanda nodded obediently and docilely.
George looked away then.
Jacqueline tried to persuade Grandpa George not to blame Yolanda anymore, “Dad, just let it go. You don’t know what Yolanda suffered when you were not at home. Cornel punished her so badly. She had to rest in bed for couples of days. She just gets better today.”
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