Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189: Selina Is Angry

The maid was stunned for a moment. "Sir went out tonight. Didn’t he go to pick you up?"

Selina glanced at her phone—there were no missed calls from Logan. "When did he leave?"

"A little after eight..." The maid’s voice gradually lowered. "Madam, don’t worry. Maybe he just went to the office. I’ll call to check—"

But after a long wait, Logan’s phone remained unanswered.

Selina looked away. "No need. I’ll go rest first."

The maid stammered, "O-okay, madam, please head upstairs."

Back in her bedroom, an inexplicable wave of frustration welled up in Selina’s heart.

Didn’t he say he would wait for her to come home? Yet now that she was back, Logan was nowhere to be found.

She tried to focus on her design sketches, but when the clock hit eleven and he still hadn’t returned, she couldn’t resist sending Jack a message—only to get a response saying there were no meetings at Reid Group tonight.

Selina frowned.

Logan wasn’t at the office? Then where was he this late at night?

Just then, her phone rang. Selina jolted, but when she saw the caller ID, her anticipation faded—it was Gavin.

"Why aren’t you back yet?" he asked.

"I’m at Sapphire Valley Villa."

Gavin clicked his tongue. "So, Logan managed to coax you back?"

Selina choked. Coax her? No way. "Logan’s not here. He didn’t coax me."

"Hm?" Gavin’s tone turned serious. "It’s almost midnight, and he’s not home? Your husband isn’t coming back tonight?"

Selina pressed her lips together. She honestly had no idea.

Gavin sighed. "And you’re still awake waiting for him? If you’re so concerned, just call him."

Selina mumbled, "But if he’s busy..."

"So what? Listen, Selina, you’re his rightful Mrs. Reid. You have every right to call him anytime you want, especially this late at night."

Selina sat up, gripping her phone, caught in hesitation.

She... she was just making a call to check where he was. That shouldn’t be too much, right?

Ring... Ring... Ring...

The call rang for over thirty seconds before it was finally answered.

Before she could speak, a woman’s voice came through first—

"Hello? Looking for Logan? Sorry, he stepped out. He left his phone in the private lounge."

Selina’s temple throbbed, and the flicker of hope in her heart instantly turned cold.

It was Angelica’s voice.

She had called Logan, but Angelica had answered.

"I didn’t check the caller ID earlier. Oh, it’s you, Selina. Do you need something?" Angelica chuckled, her tone deliberately casual. "Why are you calling so late?" _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

Selina sneered. "Where’s Logan?"

Angelica’s voice carried a trace of smugness. "He’s having drinks. We haven’t seen each other in years, so we’re catching up with some friends. Do you really need to interfere with that?"

Drinking?

A surge of anger flared in Selina’s chest—not at Angelica, but at Logan.

He knew full well that Angelica had ulterior motives toward him, yet he still went out drinking with her late at night?

"Selina, you’re not planning to come over, are you?" Angelica teased. "Even in marriage, a man needs his own space, don’t you think?"

Selina was already on her feet, grabbing her coat. "Our marriage is none of your concern."

With that, she hung up and immediately called Jack, instructing him to send Logan’s location before heading straight out.

She was furious—really furious.