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.

had always wondered–what kind of girl didn’t like flowers

never given me those things.

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

to look 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 at all, he’d

parents. They were also for Ashton–for the

he cooked, every quiet moment he spent protecting me, even this personalized

a long moment, Logan finally looked away. But his expression remained cold as he turned back to Ashton

for ten years. She would give up her life for me,” Logan said

pressed into a thin

at the small scar on her left middle finger. That’s

I pulled my hand

the scar. But did he remember the promise he

make up for the pain with a

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if he had, he wouldn’t have betrayed me by being with someone else.

voice cut through my thoughts. “But how have you treated the

you?”

aback,

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

Ashton yanked

Ashton’s. Without a word, I said, “It’s getting