Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: My Wife Gets Jealous

Perv?

Logan raised an eyebrow, lips curling into a half-smile as he glanced at Selina.

Selina felt a sudden pang of guilt for no reason.

Wait—why was she feeling guilty? She hadn’t done anything wrong! It was Logan who kissed her out of nowhere. He was the unreasonable one!

Reminding herself of that, she shot him a fierce glare.

Given Logan’s status, as soon as he returned, the other guests straightened up immediately.

"Mr. Reid is back."

"What a coincidence. Miss Clark walked in just now, and Mr. Reid followed right after. If we didn’t know better, we’d think you two planned it."

Selina choked, about to respond—

But then someone spoke hesitantly: "Uh... Mr. Reid... is it just me, or are your lips kinda... swollen too?"

Selina’s internal alarm blared.

Oh no.

Please don’t tell me they figured it out.

If people found out what just happened between her and Logan in the lounge...

That would be the end of her dignity.

She rushed to change the subject. "I think—"

"Maybe that perv swings both ways!"

She and someone else spoke at the same time.

Logan chuckled softly.

Selina: "..."

Everyone suddenly turned to look straight at Logan’s lips.

Logan, as composed as ever, didn’t seem fazed at all. "Just an allergic reaction. No need to worry."

The guest immediately relaxed. "Ah, I see... Allergies. That makes sense. I mean, no matter how bold that perv was, he wouldn’t dare harass Mr. Reid."

"Right, right—we were definitely overthinking it..."

The room went quiet again, but whispers started to circulate.

"Just allergies? God, I really thought Mr. Reid and Miss Clark were secretly hooking up or something..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. Do you have a death wish?!"

"Hey, my theory actually makes sense, alright? Mr. Reid left first. Then Miss Clark. They were the only two missing from the whole party. And now they’re back—both with swollen lips. Tell me that’s not suspicious."

"I mean, sure... but it’s Logan we’re talking about."

Someone quickly tried to move things along. "Alright, alright, everyone’s here now. Let’s get the banquet started."

This was a high-end event, so each table had multiple servers—tall, well-dressed, and carefully selected for looks and grace.

One young woman, probably around twenty, wore a fitted uniform and carried a premium bottle of red wine. She smiled politely.

"Guests, may I pour some wine for you?"

"Absolutely!"

"Of course!"

She made her way around the table with elegant, practiced movements. But when she reached Logan’s side, she froze in surprise.

"Mr. Reid?! You’re here too?"

She knows Logan?

Everyone’s curiosity was immediately piqued. All eyes turned toward them.

Selina paused, her fingers tightening slightly as she looked up.

Waitress looked genuinely delighted. She bit her lip shyly, voice soft and sweet.

"Mr. Reid... I didn’t expect to see you here. Thank you for helping me the other night. I still don’t know how to properly repay you..."

The room fell into silence.

Logan narrowed his eyes, giving her a long, slow once-over.

"I helped you?"

Her eyes, soft as blooming peach blossoms, suddenly filled with hurt.

"You don’t remember me? The night before yesterday, I was being forced to drink by a guest, and you stepped in to save me. I’ve been wanting to thank you ever since..."

Selina’s chest suddenly tightened with a weird, numb ache.

Jacob leaned closer and whispered in her ear, voice laced with implication:

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