Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Everything That Was Stolen

Although Logan didn’t accept Angelica’s confession, he did promise her a "surprise" on her birthday.

That alone was enough to make Angelica feel giddy with excitement.

"Logan, thank you. I’m really happy," she said sweetly.

Logan gave her a glance. "I have work to do."

But Angelica was already drunk on the idea of a birthday surprise. Even though Logan was clearly dismissing her, she only felt more in love.

"Then I’ll leave now. See you on my birthday. Oh, right..."

Angelica’s tone softened, hiding venom beneath sweetness.

"Would it be okay if I invited a few more friends? It’s the first time you’re celebrating my birthday... I’m just so thrilled."

"Whatever makes you happy," Logan said flatly.

Angelica was practically floating as she walked out.

December 29th.

It was technically Selina’s birthday.

But somehow, everyone—including Logan—only seemed to care about Angelica.

She couldn’t wait to see what kind of face Selina would make that day.

...

Once Angelica was gone, Selina finally crawled out from under the desk.

Logan looked amused.

"Heard all of it, Mrs. Reid?"

Selina fanned at the air dramatically, as if trying to wave away the thick cloud of fake innocence.

"That green tea attitude was so strong it nearly knocked me out."

She twirled her finger, playfully narrowing her eyes.

"Mr. Reid, if Angelica knew you were planning to celebrate my birthday that day... wouldn’t she be heartbroken? Aren’t you afraid of making the pretty girl cry?"

Logan’s brow furrowed slightly.

Selina’s heart skipped. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

Wait a minute—what was that expression?

Was he actually worried about Angelica’s feelings?

Just as she was about to call him out, Logan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Angelica counts as a ’pretty girl’?"

Selina blinked. "Huh? What?"

That’s what he focused on?

Logan looked away, completely unfazed.

"Don’t worry. The only one I see is you, Mrs. Reid. Whether Angelica cries or not—what’s that got to do with me?"

Selina would never admit it out loud, but yeah...

She was moved.

Logan had said it so lightly, but it landed like a thunderclap. A vow, soft but unshakable.

Then Logan gave her a look.

"But there’s one thing I’m curious about."

Selina, now in a good mood, smiled. "What is it?"

His gaze held steady.

"You said Angelica stole your birthday. What did you mean?"

Selina stiffened. She looked away, pausing for a long moment before replying with forced nonchalance, "Just what it sounds like. Do you really believe we just happened to be born on the same day? What are the odds?"

Logan frowned.

Selina shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Angelica’s Katie’s daughter. No one really knows who her father is. When Katie married into the Clark family, Angelica suddenly became the ’Clark heiress.’ But of course, a proper heiress needs a birthday, right?"

"She arrived in December, just in time for mine. So James said, why not just let Angelica share my birthday? Sisters, right? Cute idea."

The word sisters dripped with sarcasm.

"Every year after that, we had ’joint birthdays.’ Then I got sent to the countryside. She celebrated alone. And eventually, the whole family just... forgot. They completely erased the fact that it was ever mine to begin with."

A tightness gripped Logan’s chest.

He couldn’t explain the feeling—only that it hit deep.

Selina had lost her mother. Her father took in a mistress and a secret daughter. They all played happy family... and took her birthday away in the process.

The day that had once been hers—was now remembered only as Angelica’s.

Like Selina didn’t exist.

He could only imagine what it felt like... to be hated, ignored, erased by your own family.

Logan leaned down and gently kissed her eyelid.

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