Cornel shook his head, "I don't know, but when it comes down to it, the only person I can call is you."
"Mr. Brown ......"
Elena opened her mouth, then shook her head again, her hands clasped together on the table, "Dad."
Cornel's whole body stiffened and looked at her in surprise.
Elena hooked her lips, "Actually, you can try to communicate with him properly yourself."
"He won't want to hear it from me."
"How do you know if you've never tried it?" She asked rhetorically.
Cornel clenched his teeth wordlessly and his whole body tensed.
Elena took a deep breath, "Since you know exactly how Logan is, you shouldn't know that even if it were me, he may not listen to what I say, and I, for one, don't want to impose on him."
So, instead of asking her to be the middleman, let him discuss it with Logan himself and untie the knot between them once and for all.
Cornel was silent and did not answer.
Elena gave him a serious look, "Dad, this matter can't be solved by you just asking a random person, even if I can really make Logan let go of the stigma in his heart, I can't completely erase the damage that has already happened."
The bell must be untied, this truth, he should know better than anyone.
Cornel closed his eyes deeply, as if he was thinking about something.
"Dad, I know you have a desire to get Logan to forgive you, and you also hope that things can be restored between the two of you, but if this is a step you are not willing to take, then there will never be anyone to help you, and no one will be able to help you!"
Cornel was silent for a long time, never moving.
Elena should have said all have been said, slowly get up, "If you really have the heart, while grandfather is still there, completely ice the past."
"Wait!"
Elena subconsciously paused, "Is there anything else?"
"Elena ......"
"Hmm?"
She turned around and met the pair of deep eyes, "I did so many things I shouldn't have done, even my own son is resenting me for not wanting to forgive me, why are you still willing to call me 'dad', don't you, don't you hate me?"
"Hate?"
Elena laughed, "What's your definition of hate?"
Do you want revenge? Or do you want to make things worse for yourself as well?
Cornel did not understand her question, as it happens, she did not have to explain the need, just shook his head at him and said, "Sometimes, instead of hating someone, it is better to understand someone, people live such a lifetime, why make yourself too tired?"
"But I did ......"
"Those are in the past, and besides, Edward did no less than you did."
And the more important thing, the year, she does not have any position to blame him, he is for the Browns, for the Brown Group, but also for Logan ......
So, she can't hate, and she doesn't want to hate.
Cornel's heart snapped, and he looked at the sincerity on Elena's face and the clarity in her eyes and couldn't help but feel a trance.
The heart of shame also can not help but follow the emergence, but also let him once and for all a profound realization that he is in front of a woman are not as good as ......
And what he thought, and often did not take into account everyone, never gave priority to himself.
Elena looked at his pensive look and smiled, "If you have time, if you are willing to open up all the sincerity and talk to Logan, I believe that he must listen to it, after all, blood is thicker than love."
Cornel moved his body and nodded subconsciously.
Elena's heart followed a dark breath of relief.
Later that night, Logan was asked out by Cornel and came back with both of them with bruises on their faces.
Elena didn't bother to ask what happened, except that she could vaguely sense the sudden change in the two men.
For example ......
The two began a normal conversation.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Presiden's wild wife