Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 373

"I feel so sorry for your mother. But I can only compensate for her during my next life." Cornel took a deep breath, with tears in his eyes.

Logan snorted and said, "She has begun a new life, and she will not meet you or have anything to do with you!"

Cornel was hurt by his words and got painful, "You have said you never hated me. But actually, you do hate me so much that I am not permitted to miss your mother. "

"You have never mentioned or missed her for more than 20 years. Why do you pretend to be affectionate after Jacqueline left?"

"Emm..."

Cornel opened his mouth and found that he had nothing to rebut.

What Logan said was always right. It was all Cornel’s fault.

Logan unclenched his fists and said," Cornel, you are too selfish. There are things that you can't redeem. All the things have passed, and you will not have the chance to retrieve them.”

Hearing Logan’s words, Cornel seemed particularly sad.

"Do you still regard me as your father?" Cornel muttered to himself.

Logan turned his face away, ”I have told you that my father died in the same year my mom died. Now you are only Cornel and no one else!'

Cornel got silent and looked up at him.

Logan quickly stooped down and picked up a bowl of wine that Cornel had poured out. He drank out the wine and said, "From now on, everything about you is none of my business."

Then Logan strode out of the cellar resolutely, leaving Cornel alone.

Although Logan looked cold and unfeeling, he still sighed unconsciously.

Cornel couldn’t understand. The wine he tasted was extremely bitter while the same wine Logan tasted was sweet.

Cornel still couldn’t imagine the mood of Logan’s mom when she brewed all these wines. She had put her whole heart in the wine.

Elena was about to fall asleep when she heard the sound of a tiny movement. She woke up and became vigilant. She looked at Logan at the head of the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Did you finish talking with Grandpa?"

"Go back to sleep. I'll wake you up in the afternoon."

"No." She shook her head and sat up. "Too much sleep makes me tired."

Elena sniffed the air and frowned, "Have you drunk?"

"Yes, I have had a little wine. Maybe there is a smell of alcohol for getting out of the wine cellar." Logan raised his hands and sniffed, inhaling the scent of alcohol. "Let me change my clothes and you can lie down now."

"It doesn’t matter."

Logan insisted and said, "You are pregnant now, and I should not let you soak in the smell of wine."

Hearing Logan’s words, Elena agreed with him.

Logan rummaged in the closet for a suit of comfortable pajamas. Then he went into the bathroom. Elena stared after him until the door was closed. Hearing the patter of water from the bathroom, she got up and knocked on the door.

Logan paused and asked, “What happened?” Through the hazy glass door, Logan could faintly see the shadow of Elena, so he put on the bathrobe and opened the door.

Elena stared seriously at Logan and curled her lips.

"Take off your robe." She looked quite serious, and nothing could stop her.