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Mr. brown’s sweet wife

Elena came home and caught her fiance having sex with her sister Emma. They had been cheating on her and betrayed her together.What was more, they even drugged her and sent her to Logan's bed...Logan Brown, the dream lover of every woman in H city, was rich, handsome and incredibly powerful and most of all, he was Emma's fiance. But Emma didn't want to marry him because an accident that happened two years ago caused his disability and he had to spend the rest of his life on the wheelchair.After that steamy night, Elena woke up and found herself forced to marry Logan by Emma and her dad to exchange for the work capital for her family. Elena was desperate and had no choice. She sacrificed herself for her family and married Logan. But just when she thought she was hopeless, she seemed to find Logan different from what rumors said. Would she survive Emma's vicious tricks? Would she find her true love? Or was everything just planned well beforehand?

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at the dinner

She smiled sweetly and suddenly came to life, "By the way, to celebrate my successful interview, how about I invite you for dinner?"

It was also for easing their stiff relationship.

Logan didn't answer. Instead Jacob spoke first, "Madam, we'd better ..."

"Ok." Logan agreed.

Jacob seemed to be surprised by Logan's answer. But he didn't say anything after all. He glanced at Logan and met his cold eyes. Jacob instantly looked away and was totally focused on driving.

Elena chose a steak house. Originally, she wanted to go for the spicy hotpot, but given Logan's tastes, she relinquished it.

Logan went straight inside the box before the restaurant manager came in, "Mr. Brown ..."

Jacob arranged everything. Suddenly, a waiter came in with a flustered look and whispered to the manager, "Mr. Smith is coming. Now he is waiting outside for this box."

Mr. Smith? Jeremy Smith? She couldn't be so unlucky. Elena had a bad feeling.

"This box has always been reserved by Mr. Smith. Why can't we have it today?" The shrill voice had scurried into eardrums before the person showed up.

"I'm sorry, this box is occupied. Mr. Smith, how about I arrange another box for you?" the waiter suggested in a hurry.

Emma was used to getting whatever she wanted. She took Jeremy's hand and said softly, "Jeremy, I want this box."

Olivia, Emma's best friend who followed her everywhere, immediately pushed the waiter away and headed for the box as if she was encouraged,

"I'd like to see who took this box from us!"

Jeremy frowned slightly, and before he could make a sound, Olivia brutally kicked the closed door open.

Suddenly, everyone was silent.

Olivia glanced inside and was not surprised to see both Elena and Logan. She snickered out with her arms crossed, "So it's you! Elena Bush."

Elena smiled, "I haven't seen you for a while. Olivia.

And you still like following Emma around all the time."

"You!" Olivia gritted her teeth and wanted to talk back. But when she saw Logan in a wheelchair, she said in contempt, "So what? we're good friends!

But what about you?"

Elena felt uncomfortable with the way Olivia saw

Logan. But she didn't expect Olivia would say these disgusting words. "But it looks like you've had a really bad time. You were dumped by Jeremy and now you find a guy like this ..

She didn't say it out and everyone knew she was referring to Logan's disability.

Elena's eyes were full of anger. As she was about to move, Emma quickly stepped forward and pulled Olivia, "Olivia, behave yourself!"

She gave a low reprimand, put on a harmless smile and apologized, "I'm sorry, Olivia didn't mean it.

But I never expect such a coincidence to see you here."

Logan pursed his lips and didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear.

Emma was a little embarrassed and turned to

Jeremy for help. After a short while, Jeremy, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "What a coincidence. Do you mind if we join you for the dinner?"

Without getting the approval, he sat down already, leaving them no chance to refuse.

Emma relaxed and sat next to him. Olivia looked at Elena contemptuously and took a seat, too. Logan wasn't pleased to see this and looked at the

manager coldly.

The manager wiped his sweat on his forehead. He could not afford to offend Jeremy or even Logan.

"Mr. Brown, how about..."

Olivia got unhappy at once and yelled loudly, "Mr.

Smith is still here. And you are asking Mr. Brown.

What are you doing?"

The manager just wanted to ask Olivia to shut up.

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Brown wants to have dinner with his wife alone. Could you ask other people to leave?" Jacob said firmly and made himself very clear.

"Sure ... sure..." The manager apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Smith, you heard him. I will arrange another box for you. Please come with me."

Emma bit her lips so hard that she tasted her own

blood. Her heart was filled with resentment!

Jeremy was embarrassed, too. However, he didn't want to make a fuss and stood up.

Emma subconsciously grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving. She faked a smile, "Elena, we're family. You don't have to?"

"That's right, it's just a box, right? It's not your loo like once you occupy, you don't allow others to use it?" Olivia was trying to be extremely helpful.

Logan smiled, "So you just like eating in others' loo, right?"

"Ha!" Elena couldn't hold it. She didn't expect Logan to be good at talking back.

Olivia was annoyed and angry, with her whole face turning red. She didn't know how to retort at all, and after hesitation, she glared at them, "Humph!

We will leave here! I don't want to argue with you!

Lest others gossip that I don't care about people with disabilities!"

Everyone froze at her words.

"Emma, let's go!" Olivia was trying to pull Emma up but failed.

The atmosphere was deadly and Olivia sensed something was wrong, "Why don't you leave? Are you going to stay here and let them insult you?"

The manager sweated heavily and Emma didn't even dare to look at Logan's face. Jeremy's hand was slowly pulled away and made her heart half empty!

"Emma, what's wrong with you?" Olivia asked in a low voice.

"Don't touch me!" Emma flung her hand away. And in Olivia's dismay, she raised her hand and threw a resounding slap on her face without hesitation! Olivia looked at Emma in disbelief, but the burning pain on her cheek was a constant reminder of her slap and she screamed out, "Emma, what are you doing!"

"I should ask you first. What are you doing! Take back what you just said and apologize properly to Mr. Brown!" Emma squeezed Olivia's hand tightly and lowered her voice, "Trust me!"

At this moment, no matter how stupid Olivia was, she could guess that the man sitting in the wheelchair was not someone she could afford to mess with.

Mr. Brown..." Olivia took a deep breath and opened her mouth reluctantly.