Presiden's wild wife

Chapter 1: Farce

The floor inside the room was covered with clothes from the man and woman, and Elena slowly opened the door. Every step was painful as if she was walking on the blade!

Inside, a man and woman embraced passionately, naked and unaware of her arrival. That man caressed her body gently and left so many kisses on her breast. She couldn’t help moaning and put her arms around his neck.

"Jeremy, I don't want to marry that cripple. I just want to be with you." There came the woman's charming voice.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie. I won't let you go!" Jeremy grinned evilly, "You are with me now. How can you think of another man?"

Their familiar voices made Elena furious because she could tell that man was her fiancé and the other was her sister.

"Jeremy! What are you doing?" She shouted, and her eyes were full of grief, "How can you do this to me?"

"Elena!" Emma screamed. Seeing Elena, she hurriedly pushed Jeremy away.

Jeremy was startled, picking up the clothes and covering Emma's body. Then, he put on his pants as if nothing serious happened.

"Emma, what are you doing? That's Jeremy! My fiancé. How can you..." She closed her eyes, unable to believe what she saw.

Emma put on her clothes. She got up, and took her hand with her eyes full of guilt, "Elena, I'm sorry, we truly love each other."

Elena threw off her hand and said, "If you truly love each other, what about me?"

"Elena, don't flatter yourself! You know I love Emma all through!" Jeremy tenderly embraced Emma. Thinking of the man who Emma would marry, Jeremy turned around to look at Elena with hatred, "You're from the Bush family too. Why does Emma have to suffer instead of you!"

"So what?" Tears already blurred Elena's eyes. She spoke slowly with a last shred of hope, "Jeremy, have you ever loved me?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Even if a little...

"Do you think you can compare with Emma? How can you ever compare with her?" Jeremy, who was always gentle, showed a brutal look.

Elena's nails were dug deep in her palms, very painful, but not as painful as the bleeding wound on her betrayed heart!

"Elena, please help me. That man is next door. As long as you marry him, Jeremy and I can be happy!" Emma said urgently as if her request was right and proper.

Elena finally understood her intention. She could no longer control her anger, raised her hand and slapped her, "Do you want me to help you be together with each other? You must be daydreaming! I will never sacrifice for your love!"

Jeremy's eyes were full of hatred. He grabbed her hand and said, "Elena, you don't have a choice. If you don't marry, then Emma has to. I can't see her being with somebody else and I can't let her suffer!"

"What..." Elena turned around, and before she could move, the pungent smell ran to her nose at once. Her head was hurting with confusion. And her body lost strength, collapsing to the floor.

As she passed out, she vaguely heard Jeremy's voice, "Elena, don't blame us. You'll have to blame your own fate."

The ruthless and decisive words made the last hope in her heart shatter into smoke...

Her headache was so hard that she almost felt her head was going to explode.

Elena rubbed her head and woke up. The first thing she could see was darkness, and she felt the soft mattress beneath her, making her wonder where she was.

It seemed that someone was on the other side of the bed, moving slowly to her and pressing her on the bed. She could vaguely see a pair of bright obsidian eyes.

"Who are you!" Elena shouted, only to be interrupted by the man.

He said in a low voice, "Isn't this what you want in the first place? Why can't I?"

She remembered this voice! It was Logan Brown, the man who Emma was going to marry!

"Wait, I'm not..." She tried to explain and the man pressed on her again...

The next morning, she felt tired and woke up beside this man still sleeping next to her. Everything was like a dream, but so real.

All things seemed to remind her that it was not a dream.

She felt panicked and put on the wrinkled skirt that was thrown on the floor last night. When she dressed herself, she heard footsteps coming from outside, and finally, the closed door was suddenly opened.

"Elena, you are so shameless" Elena's dad came in and shouted at her.

Elena stood by the bed in a trance. And the man who was sleeping languidly opened his eyes sternly.

Elena was thrown into the most desperate situation overnight. Both her fiance and sister betrayed her, and together they gave her to a man she didn't love at all, and finally destroyed her!

That was all they wanted, making her marry this disabled man!

Logan Brown, the man who stunned everyone in H city. Although he was handsome and rich, no one wanted to marry him because an accident two years ago caused his injury and he had to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Their dad asked Emma to marry Logan for his precarious company in exchange for working capital!

But he never expected that things went on like this...

Without listening to her, Elena's father raised his hand and slapped her, "Our family will never admit a daughter like you! That's the man your sister is about to marry. How can you..."

Elena lowered her eyes and remained silent, with a sarcastic smile on her face.

"Elena, are you trying to get back at Jeremy because he wants to break off your engagement?" Emma pretended to look pathetic and said, not forgetting to look at Logan in pain.

Now it seemed that Elena was the shameless one, and Emma, on the other hand, was the victim and was innocent.

"Emma, do you have guts to repeat what you said last night?" Elena's cheek was red and swollen, but she was still smiling. She looked at Emma with her cold eyes. Emma was shocked since she had never seen Elena acting like this.