Presiden's wild wife

Chapter 222 Logan’s Surgery

Sophia peered at Zach in doubt, showing her worry, “Hey…Don’t burn my idol’s kitchen, okay? You don’t have to show off when you can’t cook. Take it easy, okay? I won’t laugh at you…”

She was babbling, which made Zach want to seal her mouth with his kiss. But he couldn’t do it since Elena and Logan were seeing them. So he made her sit on the couch and said, “Stop, okay?” Then he walked back to the kitchen.

Elena spread her hands, “Come on, let him cook. If he fails, we can order takeout.”

Zach yelled, “Believe me, Elena. I won’t fail and we won’t end up eating takeout tonight!” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Elena raised her eyebrows, “Alright. We’ll wait and see.”

Logan smiled, “Take it easy. He can cook. And not bad.”

Sophia felt even more confused. He might be different from what she thought he was. Reflecting on how he cleaned the floor up, she couldn’t help being surprised.

Facing her doubt, he proved himself by taking action. He took all the ingredients left in the fridge and started to cook.

An hour later, he made four dishes and one soup. She breathed in the mouth-watering aromas from the meal, which made her even hungrier.

Zach smiled at her with pride, “Hey, how is it?”

Sophia didn’t want to admit how tasty the food looked, “I…I haven’t had a try! No hurry!”

Logan put some food on Elena’s plate. She had a try and felt so surprised; it was awesome!

“How is it?” Sophia looked at her.

Elena smiled, putting some food on her plate, “I think you should try.”

Sophia thought it might be awful so that Elena didn’t want to tell. Hence she looked painful, unwilling to try.

Elena giggled, “Hey, just have a try. Don’t look so painful, it’s not torturing.”

“It tastes terrible, doesn’t it?”

“Just have a try.”

Sophia was hesitating. But Elena insisted to let her try, so she ate it. But the next second, she felt so surprised as Elena felt just now!

“You made it?” Sophia couldn’t believe it.

Zach looked away with pride, “Don’t be surprised. It’s just a piece of cake for me.”

“Don’t flatter yourself!” She grumbled. But she couldn’t stop eating the food. It was so delicious!

She was devouring the food. Zach reminded, “Easy. Take them slowly. Or you’ll get a tummy ache. Hey, have some soup.”

It took him quite a while to make the chicken soup for better flavor. Sophia drank two bowls!

After a big meal, Elena felt that she was full and said, “I think I get fatter.”

Though she didn’t weigh herself on the scale, she just felt it. It seemed that her face was getting chubbier.

Logan pinched her face and made fun of her, “Yes, you do.”

Hearing his words, she was so upset.

Zach was so good at sweet talks. He said to Elena, “You are not fat! Look at you, much prettier! You look wonderful with a chubbier face!”

Elena peered at him, still upset, “Are you really trying to comfort me?”

Zach was embarrassed, touching his face, “Well, I mean well…you know.”

Yes, he meant well, however, he made Elena feel worse.

*****

Before it was dark, Zach left with Sophia. Soon after, Roger called Logan. “Logan, I’ve told Edward that you want to meet him. And he agrees.”

“Good. When?”

“Up to you. But the sooner the better. He is available recently as he is on vacation.”

“Okay,” Logan answered with a nod.

Elena received a phone call from Jacob. Perhaps he couldn’t get through to Logan so he turned to her. Then she answered, “He’s talking to Uncle Roger. What’s wrong?”

“Madam.” Jacob started to talk, “Nothing. But I just received an e-mail from the hospital, informing me that the surgery is ready. They want to know if Sir will accept it.”

She became nervous, clenching the phone tightly. “What is the success rate?”

“70 percent. Not low.”

She bit her lip, looking at Logan who was speaking on the phone. “What if it fails?”

Jacob took a deep breath. He didn’t expect that she would ask this question. “Well…”

“He won't stand again?”

“Probably, yes.”

Jacob answered in a low voice. He knew that she was worrying. “Madam, do you want him to sit in the wheelchair for the rest of his life?”

She didn’t answer. She had got used to it now. But she knew he wouldn’t want to sit in the wheelchair forever. And she was hoping that he could stand and walk as others could do.

But meanwhile, she was so worried. She was afraid that it would be a blow to him if the surgery failed. They all knew that it took Logan three years to recover from the suffering.

It was silence. Finally, Jacob sighed, “Madam, no matter what, I hope you can support him. We know that risk goes with surgery. It might fail, but it might succeed. No one knows the result. What you need to do is help him make it through.”

Elena said, “I know.”

“Well…that's all. Please tell Sir for me. He is so brave to take the first step. It’s the last step now. I hope that you can be with him and make it.”

Then they would know the result.

“OK.” She composed herself but found that her palms were sweating.

After finishing the phone call, Logan went to her. She looked a bit pale, so he asked, “Who was calling you?”

“Jacob.”

What did Jacob say and Why did she look pale?

Before he could ask, Elena took a deep breath and looked at him with a serious look.

“Elena?”

She held his hands tightly, and said in a calm tone, “Jacob told us that the surgery was ready for you. And the success rate is quite high, up to 70 percent.”

Logan didn’t expect it was related to his surgery. It happened so suddenly that he didn’t know how to react at this point.