Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' Chapter 348: Luke Gave Too Much

Aunt Morris had just opened her mouth to defend herself after Angelica threw her under the bus—when she suddenly rembered. She really had been the one who ordered Selina to be thrown out.

But—but it was all for Angelica, wasn’t it?

Kyle’s face turned cold.

Panic set in. "Kyle, let explain, I..."

Before she could finish, Logan let out a quiet snort.

That alone made Aunt Morris’s nerves unravel.

Logan looked leisurely at the trembling security guards. His tone was calm, almost kind—but his words chilled to the bone.

"I’ll give you one more chance. Drag her out now, and I won’t hold you responsible."

Drag... who?

Then it clicked. Mr. Reid ant Aunt Morris. If they threw her out, they’d be off the hook.

These guards worked for the restaurant—and the restaurant was under the Reid Family. They thought their jobs were gone, but now they had a lifeline.

Aunt Morris’s eyes went wide in terror as the guards moved toward her. "Angelica! Help !"

Angelica bit her lip, adopting a pitiful tone. "Logan, Selina’s not even hurt. There are a lot of people here—it wouldn’t look good if things got out of hand. If you want to punish my aunt, we can handle it privately. I’d hate for this to beco a scene..."

Kyle’s eyes flickered, caught sowhere between shock and disappointnt.

Logan didn’t respond.

Angelica secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

See? Her words still worked on him. After all, she was his "savior." She just needed ti to win him back.

Angelica smiled slightly. "Auntie, hurry and thank Mr. Reid."

Aunt Morris felt like she’d narrowly escaped death. Angelica really had clout!

She smiled flatteringly. "Thank you, Mr. Reid!"

Angelica lightly touched her belly, putting on a gracious front. "Logan, I owe Selina an apology, too. I was a little emotional just now... maybe it’s a pregnancy thing..."

"Miss Morris," Logan finally turned, his voice mild, "I think you misunderstood."

Angelica froze.

A bad feeling crept up her spine.

"When I said get out," Logan said coldly, "I ant you, too."

Everyone went silent.

Logan’s "drag her out" had included Angelica?!

He was standing up for Selina. He wasn’t just punishing Aunt Morris—he was treating Angelica no differently.

But weren’t Logan and Angelica supposed to be childhood sweethearts? Weren’t they the stuff of fairytale romance?

Angelica trembled. "Logan... what are you saying?"

"If Miss Morris needs clarification," Logan said slowly, "I’ll repeat myself."

His tone was quiet but unrelenting:

"Anyone who bullies Selina will be repaid in kind. I’m not a fool."

It was clear who had instigated the whole thing—Angelica. Aunt Morris had only followed her lead.

Luke’s eyes sparkled. Damn—Logan was aweso.

In his heart, Logan had just beco ten feet tall.

Luke jumped in, all fired up: "What are you waiting for? Since Miss Angelica loves dragging people out so much, let her see what it feels like. Move it!"

The guards snapped out of their daze and rushed forward. In seconds, they grabbed both Angelica and Aunt Morris and began dragging them toward the door.

Angelica lost it.

"No—don’t! You filthy peasants, let go of ! I’m pregnant with a Reid child! If anything happens to , can you even afford it?!"

"Logan, don’t do this to ..."

"Brother, help —please..."

But Logan’s face was impassive.

Kyle just stood there, stunned, like he hadn’t heard a word.

Only when Angelica was slamd out the door—drawing gasps and whispers from the crowd—did Kyle finally glance at Selina with a conflicted expression... and walk out after her.

Angelica was losing her mind as the whispers and stares from the crowd surrounded her.

Why?! She was carrying Logan’s child—why didn’t he love her?

And Kyle! She was supposed to be his sister, but just now, his eyes had been glued to Selina. Had he found out? No. Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

Just ten minutes ago, it was Selina on the floor. Angelica had mocked her, told her not to struggle.

But now? Everything had flipped in ten minutes.

She couldn’t accept it. She wouldn’t.

Inside the restaurant, Selina frowned. "Is there sothing wrong with Kyle? Like, terminal illness level?"

Logan let out a surprised laugh. "What makes you say that?"

"The way he looked at just now—it was weird. Like he was heartbroken over or sothing."

She gave a visible shiver. "Like he’s dying and suddenly sentintal about the world."

There was sothing about Kyle she just didn’t trust. Sothing fake. She didn’t like it.

Logan humd. "Don’t bother with him."

"Alright."

Selina stirred her coffee in silence, clearly itching to say sothing but unsure how to start.

She really wanted to ask—but Luke was still there, and she didn’t want to say it in front of him.

Logan suddenly asked, casually but with edge: "Luke, why has the restaurant been losing money since you took it over?"

Luke froze mid-bite, his face a picture of panic. "..."

What?! Logan, what is this—an ambush?

It felt like being back in grade school, when Logan used to check his test scores. Luke instinctively sat up straighter. "Uh, well, the restaurant’s positioning is too high-end, but it lacks a stable clientele, so—"

"I don’t want excuses," Logan cut him off. "You have twenty-four hours to submit a full report and solution."

He radiated CEO energy from head to toe.

Luke: "...!!"

He threw down his fork and dashed out like the wind.

Damn, he had to hand in a proposal by tomorrow this ti? Logan was a machine. Even to his own brother!

Selina sat stunned at the scene, still processing it, when the fierce and commanding Logan turned to her... and smiled gently.

"If Mrs. Reid had sothing to ask, now that Luke’s gone, go ahead."

Selina’s eyes widened. "Wait, you kicked Luke out just so I could talk to you?"

Luke, your sacrifices for your brother and sister-in-law are not in vain.

Logan smiled faintly. "Not entirely. He does need to grow a backbone. If he wants to inherit Reid Family soday, he needs to learn where to start."

He laced his fingers together. "Now that it’s just us... is that really all Mrs. Reid wanted to say?"

Selina hesitated, eyes darting. "It’s nothing major. I just wanted to know what you think... about what Angelica said."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "She’s said a lot. Which part are you referring to?"

Selina hesitated again. "The part where... you know..."

"She’s not my concern," Logan said calmly, watching her expression. "Everything that happened was her own doing. I don’t feel sorry for her. I’m not afraid of the Morris Family, and I don’t care about that child..."

As he spoke, Selina’s eyes flickered noticeably when he ntioned the child.

Logan paused. "Ah... so what Mrs. Reid really wanted to ask was about the child?"

Selina: "...?" Wait a second. That’s cheating!