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Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Asking for Trouble

In front of everyone, Selina walked straight over to Jacob without hesitation. "Mr. Carter."

Logan’s jaw clenched instantly.

Jacob gave a light chuckle and naturally took her purse from her hands. "Traffic?"

Selina brushed her hair back. "Yeah, that’s why I’m a bit late. I’m not too late, am I?"

The two chatted like they were alone in the room, completely ignoring Logan’s presence.

Jack swallowed hard. Since when did Mrs. Reid and Jacob get this close?

He sneaked a glance at Logan’s face—nothing showed. But in his eyes, a storm was brewing. The veins on the back of his hand bulged as he gripped with quiet restraint.

Jacob gave a polite nod. "Logan, the party’s started. Let’s head in."

Selina would occasionally look up to say something to Jacob, and every time, he’d respond with a gentle nod and a soft smile—like they were the real couple, a perfect match.

Logan felt like someone had wrapped a fist around his chest and squeezed. There was a needle in his throat; even breathing stung.

The guests started to notice the tension, exchanging glances.

What’s up with Mr. Reid...?

Inside the banquet hall, more people took notice of the woman by Jacob’s side, their faces lighting up with surprise.

"Jacob, who’s this young lady?"

With a smile, Jacob replied, "This is the Clark family’s eldest daughter—Aunt Victoria’s daughter."

People immediately connected the dots.

"Oh! The Clark family heiress! Jacob, this is the first time you’ve brought someone to a party. What’s going on between you two?"

Logan’s grip on his wine glass tightened until his knuckles turned white.

Jacob smiled, voice teasing but calm. "We’re just friends."

"You have a female friend? That’s new."

"I heard Mrs. Victoria arranged a childhood engagement for Miss Clark years ago. Wasn’t that with the Carter family? And you’re telling us they’re just friends?"

"Come on, Jacob, don’t lie to us."

Clearly, no one believed him. Egged on by Jacob’s vague responses, they continued teasing:

"She’s your fiancée, right? We’re all friends here. No need to be so secretive!"

Selina instinctively turned her head toward Logan. His eyes were deep, stormy, intense enough to make her heart skip a beat.

Jacob, still smiling, said gently, "Don’t tease her—not yet."

Not yet...

The implication in those words made Selina frown. She was just about to clarify, but a few guests beat her to it:

"Miss Clark, Jacob’s been single all these years. That alone proves he’s a solid guy."

"Exactly. We’re just waiting for the wedding! When that day comes, we’ll be calling you—"

The word sister-in-law hadn’t even fully landed when—

CRACK.

Everyone’s heads turned.

Logan’s wine glass had shattered in his hand. No one could tell if it was blood or red wine dripping down his sculpted forearm—but it was red. Bright red.

His whole body radiated cold fury. The room went dead silent.

People scrambled to smooth things over. "Haha... must’ve been a cheap glass. I’ll have someone bring Mr. Reid a new one."

Logan said nothing. His gaze locked on Selina, sharp enough to pierce through her.

Selina’s cheeks flushed. Anger flared in her chest.

What the hell are you staring at?

Yes, she had a childhood engagement with the Carter family. Where was the lie? Why was he acting like she’d wronged him?

A waiter quickly brought over a new glass. No one dared press their luck, and the group began to quietly disperse.

Then, Selina gave a mocking laugh and said sarcastically, "Oh, so it was just a cheap glass? For a second, I thought Mr. Reid had... feelings about Mr. Carter."

The room went dead silent.

Selina, oblivious, looked around in surprise. "Did I say something wrong? Just a wild guess. Mr. Reid is way too important to care, right?"

Everyone: "..."

Jack could barely breathe: "..."

His voice was calm, but firm, full of restraint. "Mrs. Reid. If you say ’divorce’ one more time, I’m going to kiss you. Don’t bring this on yourself."

Selina was not someone who backed down.

Instant defiance sparked in her. "I will say it. I’ve even drafted the divorce agreement, and—mmph!"

His lips landed on her eye, making her voice falter from the sudden heat.

Selina was furious. "You’re impossible, Logan. Everyone’s saying you’re going to marry Angelica—of course I want to step aside first—"

Another kiss, this time on her cheek.

His breathing grew heavier. "I told you. Don’t bring this on yourself."

Selina felt more and more wronged. What kind of logic was this?

He could be all over Angelica, but the moment she came to Jacob’s party, suddenly she was the one crossing a line?

"You think I don’t have options? Plenty of men are after me. I still have choices. Personally, I think Mr. Carter’s quite—mmph!"

Her lips were suddenly captured in a fierce kiss, and Logan held her tightly against him. Her vision blurred as everything darkened—sight gone, her other senses sharpened.

Logan kissed her like he was consuming her whole—tongue claiming every inch of her mouth, breath stealing all the air from her lungs.

Selina’s body went weak—

Knock knock knock.

Just then, a knock came at the door, followed by Jacob’s voice.

"Miss Clark, are you in there? You’ve been gone a while. Everyone’s getting a little worried."

Selina’s eyes flew open.

Jacob’s outside!

Her whole body trembled. She managed to regain some clarity, whispering in panic, "No—stop—the soundproofing... it’s awful..."

These lounges were just temporary setups. The walls might as well have been paper.

There was only a thin door between them and Jacob. If he heard or came in—they were done.

But Logan just chuckled, low and raspy, full of something dark and satisfied.

"Let him hear."

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