Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90: I’m Jealous

The man standing before her was none other than Mr. Carter, the one who had helped her at LS Square.

Selina was about to ask why he was here, but then she stopped herself, mentally smacking her forehead. Wasn’t it obvious? He shared the same last name, Carter. Of course, he would be attending the Carter Family’s banquet.

However...

Selina cleared her throat. "The banquet’s already over. You’re late."

Jacob nodded with a slight smile. "To be honest, Miss Clark, I came late on purpose. Ending it works just fine for me—saves me the trouble of going inside."

Selina was stunned by his reply, her curiosity about his identity growing even stronger.

"Are you part of the Carter Family’s branch?" she asked.

It made sense—only a peripheral member of the family would show such indifference to Old Mr. Carter’s banquet.

Jacob didn’t answer directly. "You could say that. I’m not particularly interested in the Carter Family, so I avoid events like this when I can."

Oh, so this Mr. Carter was really just a marginal figure in the family.

Still, if even Logan, the Carter Family heir, hadn’t shown up...

"Miss Clark seems very concerned about the Carter Family," Jacob commented with a faint smile. "Can I ask why?"

Selina froze for a moment. This Mr. Carter already knew about her connection to Logan, so why even ask?

—Her husband was part of the Carter Family. Wasn’t it natural for her to care?

Jacob’s tone turned meaningful. "Miss Clark, have you ever considered that maybe you..."

"Mrs. Reid."

A low male voice abruptly interrupted their conversation.

Selina’s expression stiffened as she slowly turned her head, meeting Logan’s deeply displeased gaze.

"..." Why did she feel like she’d just been caught doing something she shouldn’t?

For the record, she and Mr. Carter had only bumped into each other by chance!

Logan’s expression remained cold. "How much longer were you planning to chat? Get in the car."

Selina instantly abandoned Jacob, hurrying to Logan’s car. "Didn’t you say Jack was coming to pick me up? Why are you here?"

"If I hadn’t come, how else would I witness Mrs. Reid enjoying a pleasant conversation with another man?"

Logan reached out, brushing his fingers lightly over her temple. "Was it a delightful chat?"

"No, no, not delightful at all!" Selina quickly stammered, guilt creeping into her voice as she slipped into the car. "Well then, Mr. Carter, I’ll be leaving now."

Jacob didn’t seem fazed by the interruption. Instead, he turned to Logan and offered a knowing smile before walking away.

Inside the car, Logan asked casually, "What were you talking about?"

"N-nothing much," Selina stuttered.

Logan glanced at her briefly before leaning in, his warm breath brushing against her skin.

"Mrs. Reid," he murmured, his voice low and deliberate, "I’ve been thinking. Maybe we should make our marriage public sooner rather than later, just to prevent certain people from deliberately approaching you. Don’t you agree?"

Selina blinked, her mind processing his words for a full thirty seconds before her eyes widened in shock.

"Logan, you... you’re not jealous, are you?!"

The very idea was so outrageous that she immediately denied it. "No, that’s impossible! I mean, Mr. Carter and I were just—"

"You’re right, Mrs. Reid," Logan interrupted smoothly, his voice unreadable. "I am jealous."

Selina nearly choked on her own spit.

She hadn’t expected Logan to admit it outright! Jealous? Was this what jealousy looked like?

"So, Mrs. Reid," Logan continued, his tone calm but firm, "please avoid getting too close to other men in the future, especially anyone else from the Carter Family."

He glanced at his watch. "The driver will take you home. I need to head to the office."

The car stopped outside the Reid Group’s building, leaving Selina in a daze as she watched Logan walk away.

Wait a second—hadn’t he been injured? Why was he going to the office?

...

Inside the elevator, Logan’s vision suddenly went dark.

Jack caught him just in time, his voice laced with worry. "Sir! I’ll call Dr. Drake to come get you immediately!"

Pain exploded behind Logan’s eyes like a firecracker, making his head throb. "No need to make a scene," he muttered through gritted teeth.