Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Sharing a Room

Luke waved the crowd away.

Logan watched Selina and Jacob’s retreating figures, eyes lowered, lost in thought.

Angelica noticed and batted her lashes, speaking in a sweet tone, "Selina shouldn’t have acted like that... Logan, let me apologize on her behalf."

"She’s always been like this since she was little—super popular with boys. Not just Mr. Carter, almost every guy likes her. It’s not that she does it on purpose... she just doesn’t understand where to draw the line, so it’s easy for her to send the wrong signals."

Angelica sighed dramatically. "You two are husband and wife, and she still left with Mr. Carter in front of everyone. It’s our fault for not teaching her better. Logan, please don’t be mad at her."

Luke almost burst out laughing. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

Seriously? The green tea energy here is off the charts.

Wasn’t that just saying Selina flirts around and lacks morals? And coming from a woman who’s clinging to someone else’s husband? Please.

Logan suddenly turned to Angelica, his eyes devoid of warmth, the chill in them making her heart skip.

His voice was calm, but carried enough force to crush:

"Miss Clark, for the sake of our agreement—your second condition—I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. I expect there won’t be a next time."

Angelica’s throat tightened. She could hardly believe it.

Even now, Logan was defending Selina?

Why? What did Selina do to deserve that?

Angelica forced a generous smile. "It’s my fault. Logan, let me walk you ba—"

"Sir, we’ve investigated. Someone tampered with Madam’s skis."

Jack completely ignored Angelica and reported calmly, "There was a shaved-down section on the bottom of the ski, making the surface uneven and causing her to lose balance and veer left."

Luke’s face darkened. "Someone messed with her gear at my ski resort? I’m on it right now."

Who the hell had the nerve to go after Selina under his brother’s watch?

Logan glanced once more at Angelica—calm, unreadable—and walked away without another word. "Find out who did it."

...

Back in the room, Selina flopped down onto the bed.

It was just a skiing trip, but she felt completely drained. Her mind was a mess.

She’d clearly heard the thud of Logan’s body hitting a rock earlier, followed by his low grunt of pain. That couldn’t have just been an arm injury, right?

Her throat tightened. She couldn’t lie to herself—she was worried about Logan.

But with Angelica by his side, what right did she have to worry?

The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She pulled the blanket over her head and forced herself to sleep.

Surprisingly, she actually dozed off.

When she woke again, the sky outside was dark. A single night lamp lit the room. She rubbed her eyes and was about to sit up—when she saw a figure by the bed.

"You’re awake?"

That low, familiar voice made Selina instantly alert.

"Logan?! What are you doing in my room?"

Logan raised a brow, his tone casual as he met her startled gaze. "We’re married. It’s our room—we’re supposed to sleep in the same one."

Right. Selina suddenly remembered—Luke had only arranged one room for the two of them.

But still—what was with this guy? He’d been all cozy with Angelica during the day, and now at night he suddenly remembered they were married?

Frustration welled up. "If you want to sleep in someone else’s room, I’m sure Angelica would love the company."

Logan let out a low chuckle. "Is Mrs. Reid jealous?"