Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 719

"Logan."

Elena's heart always felt that something was wrong, and immediately after walking out of the ward, she stopped walking, "What about grandpa if we just leave?"

"Don't talk!"

The man closed the door and his face was blue.

Elena then noticed as an afterthought that the man's hand on one side was trembling silently, even as the force of her hold on Joel was tightening silently.

"How ...... what happened?"

Elena had never seen such a Logan before and suddenly panicked.

"It's okay." He shook his head, the strength of his grip on her hand tightened a few points, "Let's go, let's go buy raw pancake buns for grandpa."

"But ......"

"Listen to me."

Logan's attitude was so firm that he didn't give her a chance. Elena blinked her eyes, a little surprised.

When I reacted, I was already stuffed in the car.

Even after she was about to get out of the car Joel reached out to pull her action and smiled at her feebly, "Mommy, let's listen to Daddy, right?"

The strong smile on the little one's face made people's hearts even more uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

And it is clear that the father and son in front of her know better than anyone else, but the only one who is not going to tell her intentions.

Joel noiselessly burrowed into her arms, and before she had time to ask questions, the little one's tears had already wet her clothes.

Then back to the hospital, George Brown's ward a turmoil, Elena subconsciously broke away from Logan's hand jogged over, crossing the crowd outside the ward into, only to see George Brown all the instruments have been pulled down.

He was just lying there, his face was red, but his lips were pale and lifeless.

The fried bun in your hand is like sarcasm at this point.

Elena suddenly understood, George Brown is in the branch of them, and Logan and Joel have guessed his mind but did not specifically break through, but with him ......

"Why?"

Elena covered her face and crouched silently on the ground, Logan had stood in front of her at some point.

She looked up at the man, "Why didn't you tell me? If I had been told, he probably wouldn't be ...... right now."

"Time is running out, instead of suffering for a few more days, let's make it easier for him to go ......"

Logan's voice was cold, like the first snow of a winter month.

She stared at him dumbfounded, unable to say half a word for a long time.

He was right, or rather than suffer, the ease of death.

But ......

She clenched her lower lip, and tasted the same rusty blood between her lips and teeth.

"I'm not ready yet, how can he just leave ......"

She still wants to make him happy in these last few days, why ......

"Don't cry."

Logan squatted down and held her and the child tightly in his arms, his throat a little strained.

"If Grandpa knew, he wouldn't want you guys to be unhappy."