Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223: He Loves Only Her

Angelica had always thought Luke was an airheaded idiot—easy to fool. "Of course I know. You’re Young Master Luke, Logan’s younger brother."

"No." Luke enunciated every word clearly. "I’m the illegitimate son of the Reid Family. That’s a confirmed fact."

Angelica’s expression stiffened. Was this guy out of his mind? Who cared whether he was illegitimate or not?

Before she could say anything, the little master added sarcastically:

"My mom was a mistress. I’ve seen all the tricks mistresses pull before they claw their way up. Angelica, everything you do reminds me of her."

The room fell into stunned silence.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded.

Wait a second. What was Luke saying? That because he was a bastard, he knew exactly how mistresses behave? And Angelica reminded him of his mother—who everyone knew had slept her way into the family?

So basically, Luke was saying that Angelica was acting exactly like a mistress?!

Angelica? A mistress?!

Angelica’s face twisted with anger, contorted and ugly, but she couldn’t lash out. "Young Master Luke, you really do love to joke."

Luke let out a cold laugh, turned around, and walked out—hopping on a plane straight back to City A.

Logan, go ahead and keep playing nurse to Angelica. If your wife ran off, you deserved it.

...

A few hours later, Logan got a message from Jack.

"Selina went back?"

"Young Master Luke said she returned to City A in the middle of the night, but Butler Miller said Madam didn’t return to Sapphire Valley Villa."

Logan’s brow furrowed deeply. He turned and strode out. "Prep the private jet. I’m going back now."

When he arrived at Sapphire Valley Villa, the first thing he saw was Grandma Perry.

"Grandma?"

"Logan." She sighed, creasing her brows. "Selina came back, but she left quietly."

Logan froze in place. "What did you say?"

"It’s my fault. Last night I spoke with Butler Miller, and Selina overheard..."

She recounted the story of discovering the "love letters."

"What are you thinking, Logan? You can love Angelica if that’s how you feel, but you can’t be unfaithful in marriage. If you don’t want to be with Selina, then speak with her and divorce her respectfully before pursuing Angelica."

"If you cheat while still married, how are you any different from your father?"

Logan stared down at the stack of "letters" on the table, his lips pressed tight.

"Grandma, I only love Selina."

"Then these..." Grandma Perry gestured to the letters.

"They’re not love letters," Logan said quietly. "They were just a way to find the woman who once saved me. Nothing more."

Besides, the more he interacted with Angelica, the more he realized she was nothing like that woman. He never made the connection.

Grandma Perry still wasn’t satisfied. "Then what about the Twitter trending topics? It’s been more than ten hours—why haven’t you had them removed?! You left Selina waiting at the hotel this whole time and said nothing!"

Logan swallowed hard.

Over ten hours ago, after getting Angelica to the hospital, his body had been wracked with sharp, sudden pain—the hidden toxin in his system had flared up without warning. He lost consciousness for nearly ten hours, and when he woke, Jack’s message was the first thing he saw.

He rushed back immediately.

But he couldn’t tell Grandma Perry that. He didn’t want her to worry.

He lowered his gaze. "It was my mistake. Don’t worry. I’ll bring Selina home."

Grandma Perry, unused to seeing Logan so quick to admit fault, didn’t know what to say for a moment.

"Fair enough," Damien said with a shrug. "But the fact that he called me means he knows you’re here. What if he comes to take you home?" _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

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