Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Caught Red-Handed

Finally, under Luke’s enthusiastic insistence, all ten or so men stayed, and Selina didn’t dare say a word.

"Drink... come on, drink up! What, are you disrespecting me or something?!"

Three rounds in, just as expected, Luke was completely drunk, clutching Selina’s sleeve with tears welling up in his eyes.

"They’ve had it so hard... sob... way too hard..."

Selina: "..."

Luke clung to the guys, making them tell him stories about their time working at the bar. He listened wide-eyed, completely absorbed.

Selina couldn’t help it. "You should slow down on the drinks."

"Why slow down? The drinks are bought, the money’s spent, why not drink?!"

Luke crooked a finger, and one of the men leaned in flirtatiously. But as soon as he got close, he looked at Luke, then Selina, then back again—completely unsure who he was supposed to serve. "Um..."

Before he could finish, a surprised shout came from the door.

The noisy bar instantly fell silent like someone had hit mute.

Selina got a bad feeling. She turned and spotted a tall, all-too-familiar figure—and swallowed hard, voice already trembling.

"Luke! Stop drinking! Logan’s here!"

Oh god. She’d just been caught by Logan, hanging out late at night in a bar with his little brother. No matter how you sliced it, this was headline-level drama. Was she going to survive this?

"...Logan?" Luke burped, waving her off. "Logan would never come to a place like this. I handpicked this spot myself!"

Logan stood silently behind them.

Selina felt a shadow cast over her. Her scalp tingled. "Luke, uh..."

"Don’t be such a wimp!" Luke was fired up. "A woman with money should live it up! Focusing on just one man? That’s a dead end. Selina, I stole some of my brother’s cash for you. Whatever kind of pretty boy or toy boy you want—"

She heard a low chuckle behind her.

She almost passed out. "Luke!"

Logan leaned in, his face shadowed.

He smiled faintly and said in a light tone,

"Oh? Go on, I’m listening."

Luke, thinking someone was cheering him on, got even more hyped—like he’d found a kindred spirit. Slurring, he went on:

"Yeah... try dating one! Selina, seriously, being with an old guy is no fun at all. Before marrying Logan, you only dated that jerk, right? You’ve never even tasted real love!"

Selina: "..." Real love, huh? Yeah, she wouldn’t know. But she did know one thing—she and Luke might not survive the night.

Logan nodded slowly and asked, "But as far as I remember, you’ve never actually been in a relationship. How would you know?"

"Who said I haven’t?!" Luke was indignant. "At least I’ve played it out in my head! What about Logan? Twenty-six, twenty-seven, and not a single woman around. He was a virgin before marriage! How’s he supposed to, uh... I mean, take care of Selina? His skills? Man, even I’m worried for him!"

...

...

The entire VIP room went dead silent.

The men hired to entertain were all staring at Logan in disbelief. Then, their gazes slowly dropped to a very specific area.

Well... who would’ve thought? Logan looked tall and intimidating, but... seemed like the equipment didn’t match the packaging.

Logan smiled slowly, voice unreadable. "Oh, really."

"Totally! I mean, Logan—" Luke was still ready to rant, until something clicked. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

The young master finally noticed how quiet the room was. He set down his drink, looked up at the man who had spoken, and said,