Now, nothing could change the fact that Elena had known about it and she would be worried or angry…
While he was thinking how to explain to her, Elena came and knock on the door. Before he could answer, Elena opened the door and walked into the room, looking at him with an unhappy face.
“Come here.” He whispered.
Elena moved to him, but she was still unhappy, “Why didn’t you tell me? Jacob worked in G City these days for the investigation, didn’t he?”
“I want to know why he approached you; I am so worried that he will hurt you. So I need to find out his purpose.”
“But…”
She was a little frustrated, squatting and looking at him. She became sad, “I am so sorry that you worry about me so much. You are unwilling to tell me about it. Because I can’t help? Or are you afraid that I will get in the way?”
Logan’s face darkened, “No, I never think so!”
He just didn’t want her to overthink.
Elena bit her lip and added, “Logan, you can share it with me. I can help. I don’t want you to take it all on yourself. Can you understand it?”
They were husband and wife; they were supposed to face all the difficulties together. But he was overprotective. He seldom told her anything and always took the responsibilities by himself.
He rubbed her face lightly, “Yes, I understand. And I will tell you everything after I get the information from Zach.”
“Alright. Did Kent approach me on purpose?”
“Maybe…”
Logan narrowed his eyes and looked cold, “Maybe he knows who your biological father is.”
Her biological father!?
Elena was stunned at once. She couldn’t imagine what her father should be like. And Mason, as her father before, tore apart all her hopes! She didn’t know how to face her real father if she really found him.
Picturing that scene they finally met, she couldn’t feel good, but cold.
“I am not sure yet. Don’t worry about it.” He immediately embraced her in his arms, gently patting her back to soothe her.
Elena snuggled him and felt relieved. After a while, she said in a calm tone, “Logan, you are all I want!”
She was so eager to have a family before. But maybe that was too good for her. So at last, she gave up on it.
Logan frowned, and gently touched her forehead, “Yes. Me too. And I am your home now.”
Hearing this, she cried suddenly.
“Why are you crying?” He smiled.
Elena curled her lips, “It’s your fault. You are so sweet that I can’t control my tears.”
“So I owe you an apology then?”
“Yes.” She snorted, “Yes, you should!” In her heart, she couldn’t feel better. He was her home now and she would never be left out in the world.
“Yes, it’s my fault. I am so sorry. So please don’t worry about it, OK? Don’t overthink. But you can think of me. I will tell you as soon as I get more information.”
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