Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499: A Sickening Piece of News

Selina led him through winding alleys to a small restaurant. "I told you yesterday I’d take you to the best spot. I used to come here all the time for a free meal."

Logan chuckled. "Free meal?"

He could picture it—little Selina, clever as a fox, flashing those big eyes and innocent smile. Who could ever say no?

Selina ordered her favorite dishes from back then. Logan had tasted the finest cuisines around the world, and while this wasn’t the most refined, he understood why she loved it. This place was soaked in memories—two of the happiest, most carefree years of her life. And when you’re happy, everything tastes better.

After eating, they decided to walk home. Halfway there, light rain began to fall.

"It’s not far," Selina said lazily, not bothering to dodge the drizzle. "Just past this alley, take a turn, then another three hundred meters and we’re home. Let’s just walk it."

Logan had no objections.

But after a few more steps, they came to a stop.

The path ahead wasn’t paved with stones. Now soaked, the dirt had turned to thick mud. Crossing it would be a mess.

Selina sighed. "We can take the long way, but it’s pretty far. And it’s raining. Maybe we should—"

"I’ll carry you," Logan said softly.

"What?" Selina blinked, thinking she misheard.

"I’ll carry you," he repeated, already crouching down. "Come on."

She hesitated, a little embarrassed—but then climbed on.

His back was broad and warm, solid like a mountain.

Selina rested her cheek against his shoulder. "Logan, I don’t let just anyone carry me."

He let out a quiet laugh. "It’s an honor to carry Mrs. Reid."

She hugged his neck tighter. "Take a hot shower when we get back. You’re soaked. And I’m sure your shoes are disgusting."

His tone was warm, unbothered by her fussing. "Alright. But I’ve walked roads like this before. It doesn’t bother me."

"There’s so much I don’t know about your past," she murmured.

He gave a faint chuckle, voice quiet under the rain. "Want to know? I’ll tell you anything."

She paused, then shook her head.

She wanted to—but she also knew his past came with scars. Scars she didn’t want to tear open.

"No need to worry about that," Logan said gently. "Those things can’t hurt me anymore."

His voice was light, his tone calm.

"Just like you, my life isn’t as tragic as it might seem."

She was curious. "Oh?"

"Reid Family and Carter Family both thought I was weak before I gained power. Owen’s proudest memory is bullying me before I turned eighteen."

"But if I were really that easy to push around," Logan said calmly, "how could I have taken over at eighteen?"

"To me, those struggles weren’t tragedies. Meanwhile, Amelia and Owen were already celebrating."

Selina understood now. Whether it was being discarded, locked away, or underestimated—none of it had broken him. It was all part of a larger plan, a path toward power.

But Amelia and Owen had mistaken his endurance for defeat—and spent years relishing it.

She hugged him tightly, whispering, "Well, now you’ve got me."

Neither of them spoke as he carried her through the rain, across the muddy path, and back home. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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