Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Testing the Results of Her Studies

Selina: "..."

Yep. This was definitely Logan coming to settle accounts.

But how was she supposed to explain this? She couldn’t just throw Luke under the bus—especially not after he’d gone so far as to claim he liked men just to cover for her.

Selina, loyal to a fault, racked her brain under Logan’s deepening gaze. Then suddenly—lightbulb moment.

"Logan, you misunderstood! I was actually there to learn something."

Logan raised a brow. "You went to a bar... to learn?"

"Yes!" Selina said, completely serious. "You might not believe it, but I was doing it for you."

Logan: "..."

Well, she was right about one thing—he didn’t believe it.

Selina clenched her teeth and doubled down. "I went to learn how to make you happier!"

Logan’s brow arched higher. "Go on, I’m listening."

"You know I’ve only ever dated that jerk Ryan, and even that doesn’t really count. I don’t have any real dating experience, so I wanted to understand what kinds of things men like. What kind of gifts they enjoy, how I should treat you, what I can do better."

She started to believe her own story, too. "But I don’t know many guys, and my classmates at school aren’t exactly experienced—so I figured, men at bars have seen it all. That’s why I went. Logan, how could you think the worst of me?"

There was a long silence.

Then Logan’s lips curved into a slow smile. "Is that so?"

"That’s right!"

"Alright. Got it." He turned and walked toward the door. "Let’s go. Time to head home."

Selina blinked.

Wait—what?

That’s it?

He just... believed her?

She had snuck out to a bar, surrounded herself with a dozen gigolos, and not only was Logan not mad—he was driving her home?

Her heart swelled with emotion. The feeling stayed with her through her post-shower routine.

Luke had been put to bed in the guest room. Logan had showered in another bathroom so Selina could use the main one.

Half an hour later, she stepped out in a robe. "It’s late. Why aren’t you in bed?"

"I was waiting for you."

"For what?" she asked, puzzled.

"You said you went to the bar to learn something."

He paused, voice low and husky. "So now, I’m here to test your results."

Selina: "..."

Wait. Test the results—what results?!

Before she could react, her robe slipped to the floor. A chill passed over her bare skin, making her shiver.

Logan’s fingers lightly traced her collarbone, a playful smirk on his lips.

"In Mrs. Reid’s lesson plan... I assume marital duties were included too?"

Selina’s brain went blank. freēwebnovel.com

So this was what they meant by "hoist with your own petard." She wasn’t getting any sleep tonight, that was for sure.

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