Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 267

Jacob came in and said, “Sir, Zach and Sophia are here.”

As he finished his sentence, Elena heard Sophia anxiously calling her name, “Elena!”

“Sophia?!” She turned around. Sophia had thrown herself into Elena’s arms. “I am so glad you are safe!”

“Be careful; she just woke up.” Logan pulled her out of Elena’s arms and reminded.

Zach quickly embraced Sophia in his arms, complaining, “You are over-protective!”

Logan had a look at his Sophia, “You too.”

Sophia said pathetically, “Idol, please. I just miss Elena so much!”

Days before, Elena was taken away while they were together. But at last, Sophia left alone from the “cage”. She was full of remorse.

Elena pulled Sophia’s hand and stared at Logan unhappily, “Hey, what are you doing? Don’t blame Sophia.”

Sophia echoed, “Yes, yes, Elena’s right!” Then she started to check Elena over, and asked worriedly, “Elena, did Emma and Kent do anything bad to you?”

Kent didn’t do anything bad, but Emma…

Sophia felt even more remorseful. Elena shook her head, trying to comfort Sophia, “No. It’s not so terrible as you think it is.”

“Really? But Emma looked so scary like she was going to kill you! How come she…”

“Really!” Elena stopped her, patter her pale face, “Sophia. It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself, okay? Well, I should apologize. I am so sorry to put you at risk.”

“No, you don’t have to!”

Zach held Sophia back because she looked and sounded as if she might be going to cry. “Elena, enjoy your meal with Logan. We will wait outside!”

Elena answered him with a nod.

They walked out of the living room. Elena lowered her head, looking sad, “How was Sophia when you found her?”

“It’s past. No need to talk about it again.”

Elena bit her lip, being sadder, “I am so sorry…”

“Elena!” Logan frowned, looking a bit sullen, “You couldn’t predict what will happened at that moment. Neither could I. What I can do is to bring you back home!”

“So you don’t have to blame yourself! It’s not your fault. You comfort Sophia because you know it’s not her fault. But why can’t you comfort yourself in the same way?”

He said in a gorgeous voice, like the sound of running streams, which made her feel comfortable and warm inside…

He really didn’t want to see that she looked crestfallen. He pinched her cheek and said, “Don’t be down. Stop thinking about the past. Now you know the result; you are at home. That’s great.”