CHAPTER 617 - DON'T TOUCH ME! (MY BILLIONAIRE MOM)
CHAPTER 617 - DON'T TOUCH ME!
"If you like her, then I will certainly agree for you to get married. After all, there are not many women with good genes in the world today. How can any inferior gene be worthy of my travellers?" Old man's face had no expression.
"Yes, but... she really has amnesia?" Brayden Stewart looked back at Logan who was resting in the hospital bed.
"Well, didn't I just say it well?"
Brayden Stewart smiled slightly, this kind of trick of soaking a girl, it came to his hand.
Just talk about it casually.
"But she doesn't seem to trust me," Brayden Stewart said. When he first touched Logan's hand, Logan's subconscious reaction was to withdraw, and when she said "Don't touch me", that tone was subconsciously cold.
This woman is very resistant!!
But the more she resist, the more interesting Brayden Stewart feels.
What's the point of cheating casually?
In a situation like Logan, it is the most interesting time. After all, step by step to make oneself smart, make her believe that the person she likes is him, this process is particularly interesting.
This is a playful process and a bit challenging.
"What do you say? It's not like what you say when you go out to play with women every day." The old man asked indifferently.
"Dad, didn't I learn from you? When you were young, have you played less?" Brayden Stewart smiled.
"It's getting smaller and smaller." The old man wasn't angry either. Who said this was his favorite son?
"Okay, Dad, I like the decision you made this time, and I agree." Brayden Stewart continued to see Logan on the hospital bed.
She was beautiful!!
The appearance of pale lips is really pitiful. It makes Brayden Stewart feel like first love. This is not the feeling that an average woman can give him!!
"Since you said that, then all right, I agree with what is the biggest purpose of this matter, you should know?" The old man calmed down.
"What is it? Could this Logan and pheasant become a phoenix?" Brayden Stewart pretended to be confused.
"Don't pretend, grandson, if I can't hold a grandson in one year's time, she, I will blast her out!" The old man turned and left.
Yes, when he saw Logan who was in a coma in the deep forest, he was like "got it".
Old people like them believe this. Logan is tall, 1.72 meters tall, and looks pretty, so the children born will certainly not be genetically bad.
At least the height and looks are not bad?
Stewart is a huge hidden family, and of course the more offspring, the more better.
This Logan, just can make this as tool.
"Hey, don't worry, Dad, I won't let you down," Brayden Stewart smiled.
He snapped his fingers.
Someone came over in a hurry and respectfully, "Master, what do you want?"
"It's better for the person who cooks the porridge to come over,"
"Mr. Wen is out, he also has his own shop to deal with." This person said cautiously.
Snapped!
Brayden Stewart slapped the man in the face, "Say it again? His shop?"
The man knelt down in fear, "Master, wait a moment, I immediately call this man back."
"Well, let him come back within ten minutes, or I will kill him! Let him come and find me first after he has cooked, I want to tell her that this porridge is the love porridge I made by myself." Brayden Stewart laughed.
"Yes," the man retreated.
Brayden Stewart looked at Logan through the glass, he smiled, "Beauty, I am not lying to you, but to give you a chance to fly on a branch and become a phoenix. You have to take it well..."
...
Logan actually didn't sleep. She was thinking about this. This Brayden is too unfamiliar. Is he someone she likes? Why doesn't she feel at all?
The only feeling is strange!!
Logan sighed, she had a headache. This person she likes should be particularly innocent, should be young, maybe still reading, maybe... why is she a little sad and lost?
Does she have someone she likes? Who is this? Secret love?
In her heart, Logan silently pieced together the appearance of the person she liked, but it was very vague...
Suddenly, a fragrance came in, and she opened her eyes.
"Logan, this is the porridge I made for you myself. You can drink a little bit. In the past, you liked my porridge the most. See, is this not the same taste as before." Brayden Stewart loved the porridge. Now, he want to feed Logan the same.
Logan hurriedly shook her head, "Thank you, I will do it myself."
"It's okay, I'll feed you, be good." With a smile, Brayden Stewart scooped up a little porridge with a spoon and delivered it to Logan's mouth.
"No need! I'll do it myself!!"
Logan stepped back, she felt particularly disgusted.
How can the person you like force yourself?
Brayden Stewart frowned, but his expression quickly returned to smile, "Well, you do it yourself."
Logan felt that she hadn't eaten for a long time, she was really hungry, and she still wanted to eat something, otherwise she would have no energy.
After she finished drinking this porridge, she was considered to have strength.
"I will help you down and walk," Brayden Stewart reached out.
"Don't touch me? I'll do it myself, I don't like others to touch me," Logan shook her head and got out of bed by herself.
She has very good physical fitness, so she can barely walk around when she wakes up. She wants to be good for herself, and quickly remember what the person she likes is like.
"But I used to hug you often, and you didn't refuse, now...you really forgot me?" Brayden Stewart sighed, full of sadness.
"I... I don't have you in my memory at all," Logan was blank. There were many people in her memory, but she had no impression of the man in front of her, even a little bit.
“Is this because I am having too much memory, or what is the reason?”, Logan thought.
"Oh, the doctor said that your head was seriously injured, which caused your temporary amnesia, and made you forget the days you were with me... To be honest, it is sad, but the most important thing for you is to survive, the lost memory, we can make up again." Brayden Stewart said softly.
"Make up?" Logan was at a loss, she really lost her memory, did she really forgot him?
"Yes, make up," Brayden Stewart approached Logan, reaching out to embrace Logan for comfort.
"Don't touch me!!" Logan stepped back excitedly and almost fell to the ground, "You give me time, I will remember."
"Okay, I'll give you time, don't you fall," Brayden Stewart is annoyed, this Logan has such a strong personality?
But fortunately, such a woman feels more conquered.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry with you, but please leave me alone," Logan's voice lowered.
In any case, this is also her own savior, and it is not right to be angry with him.
"Well, take a good rest," Brayden Stewart sighed and left sadly.
"You, are you really the person I like?" Logan asked out blankly.
"Oh, not anymore,"
"Can you tell me what happened between me and you?" Logan asked in pain, really no memory at all.
"Of course, I met you at a party. At that time, I saw you alone, so I tried to make friends with you, but you rejected me. Hehe, at that time you slapped me, just like before. , Hit me so excitedly... Didn’t you embarrassed me at the time? But, it's okay, you later apologized to me, and the two of us became friends..."
"I remember, the first time I kissed you, it was on the rooftop. The moon was very big at that time. You were very beautiful that day. I couldn't help but kiss you. You didn't refuse,..." Brayden Stewart smiled and said.
"I...on the roof? No, no, I remember that on the lawn, yes, outside the bar, a person kissed me, yes...it was like a little water, the feeling was wonderful, that was my first kiss." Logan self-mumbling.
That's pretty good! !
Brayden Stewart was angry, but forget it, he sighed, "You actually remember your ex-boyfriend?"
"This person who wants me to kiss for the first time is my ex-boyfriend?" Logan was blank.
"Yes, you don't remember how this person treated you? Beating you, torturing you, scolding you... He is not a person, you forgot all this? The person who took your first kiss is rubbish!!" Brayden Stewart said.
"Rubbish?"
Logan was even more at a loss but she felt that she liked that kiss very much and it was deeply imprinted in her heart...
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