More Than A Favor

Chapter 170

Logan’s voice was cold and biting as he spoke. “You’re despicable.”

He grabbed Ashton by the collar, his anger radiating off him in waves.

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I flinched at the sudden aggression and started to move toward them, but Ashton’s calm voice stopped me in my tracks.

“Is your idea of despicable that I’m treating Elaine with the care you never bothered to show her, Mr. Mercer?” Ashton asked, his tone steady and unshaken.

Logan’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on Ashton’s collar. “Ashton, these cheap tricks you use to impress her won’t fool Elaine. She doesn’t like this kind of fantasy, you know?”

His words made me pause.

Didn’t I? Was that true?

I thought back to our first Valentine’s Day together, after Logan and I officially became a couple. He hadn’t gotten me flowers, a gift, or even taken me out for dinner.

The next day, we had dinner with Caleb and some friends. Caleb had teased me, asking how Logan had spent Valentine’s Day with me.

I remembered how humiliated I felt in that moment. Later, Logan had apologized, claiming he had simply forgotten. I had no choice but to play along, pretending I didn’t care about those things.

kind of

was, Logan had never given me those

you still think she doesn’t like it?” Ashton asked quietly,

at me. I didn’t know if he could still see the tears on my face, but I knew he had seen them earlier. If he had any sense

for Ashton–for the effort he had put into giving me something so meaningful.

spent protecting me, even this personalized light display…

Logan finally looked away. But his expression

She would give up her

lips pressed into a thin line as he stayed

her left middle finger. That’s proof. She got that scar for

my

he remember the promise he made

make up for the

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had, he wouldn’t have betrayed me by being

through my thoughts. “But how have you treated

you?”

looked taken aback, his smugness

Logan’s wrist tightly, his voice low but firm. “Mr. Mercer, it’s because you didn’t cherish her

that, Ashton yanked Logan’s hand

forward then, linking my arm with Ashton’s. Without a word, I said, “It’s getting late. Let’s go.”