Chapter 1359


    Logan’s movements were exceedingly swift. Springing out of bed, he dashed over to the bathroom to


    wash his face and brush his teeth, a whirlwind of activity. Meanwhile, L had already packed up, so


    she merely changed and sat in the sitting area to wait for him. Logan then packed his luggage as well,


    but there wasn’t much luggage since most were odds and ends they bought during their trips out.


    When everything was done, the two of them went downstairs and ate a simple breakfast at the hotel


    restaurant. Then, they took a taxi to the airport. They got the time just right, for they boarded the ne


    shortly after arriving at the airport.


    Logan was so excited that despite his initial n of surprising his family after going back, he gave Old


    Mr. Jefferson a call while the ne hadn’t yet taken off. When Old Mr. Jefferson answered the call, his


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    voice was no different than usual; he merely knew that they wereing back today, but not L’s


    possible pregnancy. Perhaps Lt and Lorraine didn’t tell him anything out of worry for his


    health. Bouncing off the walls, Logan dered, “Dad, I’ll tell you something, but you’ve got to stay


    strong, okay?”


    All at once, a bolt of fearnced through Old Mr. Jefferson. “Have you done something reprehensible


    again, you damn kid? Let me tell you, I’m not going to help you if you’ve created a huge mess. You’ve


    got to take responsibility by yourself!”


    Logan hooted inughter over the phone. Then, he asserted, “It’s not something reprehensible. It’s


    something good.”


    However, Old Mr. Jefferson obviously didn’t believe him. “Have you ever done anything good? You’ve


    never done anything decent since young.”


    This remark truly saddened Logan.


    Beside him, L could hear everything Logan said. A tad embarrassed, she raised her hand and


    patted him on the arm, shaking her head to signal him not to publicize her pregnancy. After all, it’s not


    certain yet since a pregnancy test may be wrong.


    After a while, Logan again insisted through the phone, “It’s truly a good thing. Say, why can’t you just


    trust your son once?”


    “Cut the crap!” Old Mr. Jefferson blurted. “I know your despicable character all too well. So, what


    trouble did you wreak this time?”


    Logan hissed. “Old man, if you continue speaking like this, there’s nothing more to be said between us.


    I won’t tell you, then.”


    Old Mr. Jefferson had no intention of yielding to his threat. He snorted, “Whatever! I’m not interested in


    whatever deplorable thing you’ve done. Just settle it yourself.” After saying that, he hung up the phone


    before Logan could respond.


    Eximing, Logan’s face was filled with surprise as he gripped his cell phone in his hand. “This old


    man’s temper has gotten worse with me gone.”


    Beside him, L burst outughing. Dad is bing increasingly child-like. At times, he’s even cuter


    than a child!


    The ne’s cabin doors started closing after a while, so Logan turned off his cell phone.


    Still feeling a touch difited, L leaned back in her seat wanly. Lifting a hand, Logan stroked her


    hair. “We’ll be home very soon, so just put up with it first. Everything will be fine when we’re home.”


    Murmuring an assent, L closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder. She felt as bad today as


    she was yesterday, but she could endure it since she’d learned that it was good news.


    She didn’t sleep much throughout the entire flight, for nausea remained her ever-presentpanion.


    Despite having drank a few sses of water, the nausea was still at the forefront. The distress she felt


    throughout it all was just indescribable; she just felt ufortable no matter how she sat, and she


    wanted to sleep, yet she just couldn’t doze off.


    Actually, she could tell that Logan was also restless beside her when she was feeling ill at ease, but


    she truly couldn’t feign nonchnce. She was just so harrowed that she simply didn’t know what to do.


    She ate some fruits mid-flight, but nausea rose after she’d eaten them. In the end, she could only lean


    back against her seat and inhale deeply. It seemed that it was the only way to reduce the irritating


    queasiness within her.


    When the nended, L almost burst out in tears. Finally, we’re home!