Chapter 4

The next day, Logan and I sat down to breakfast at the table.

Norris was there too.

I picked up some egg, gently feeding it to Logan. "Honey, open up. This is really delicious."

Logan obediently opened his mouth and ate it.

Norris couldn't stand it any longer. He threw his utensils down and got up to leave.

His parents shot him a disapproving look. "Why are you throwing a tantrum? Where are your manners?"

When I had been dating Norris, he would always say his parents were too busy to meet, so I had never had the chance to meet them. Even now, his parents didn't know I was his ex-girlfriend.

I sighed and put on a sympathetic expression. "Oh, he might not be happy with the food."

My attempt to smooth things over only made things worse. Norris ended up getting a good scolding from his parents.

"You're unbelievable. You never take care of business, and now you're throwing a fit at the family? We're cutting off your credit cards for the month."

Norris glared at me in frustration.

I simply smiled and tenderly adjusted Logan's collar.

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Outside, the rain began to pour, heavy and relentless.

I suddenly remembered a time when it had rained just like this. I would risk getting sick just to make sure Norris didn't get wet.

Now, though, my thoughts turned to Logan. In this heavy downpour, I wondered if he would catch a cold.

But he was the head of Gilbert Investments—there was no shortage of people to hold an umbrella for him.

Yet I found myself standing in front of Gilbert Investments' building, hesitating about whether I should call him.

My phone rang.

"Hey, Logan."

"Are you… at the company?"

His voice held a hint of uncertainty.

He could probably hear the sound of rain tapping in the background. I responded with a hum.

Before I knew it, Logan appeared in front of me, panting. He wasn't even wearing a jacket.

I frowned as I looked at him, wrapping my scarf around his neck.

"It's cold. Why didn't you dress warmer? What if you catch a cold?"

Logan simply stared at me quietly, his eyes filled with tenderness as he listened to me fuss.

For a moment, I felt something stir in my chest, a feeling I hadn't expected. I realized—maybe, just maybe, I had started to fall for him.

This felt familiar. I remembered I had once wrapped a scarf around Norris and even stolen a kiss at such a moment.

I tugged at Logan's scarf, saying, "Logan, lower a bit."

He always did as I said, so he bent down slightly.

I pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to his lips. There was a faint trace of cigarette smoke in his mouth.

At first, he froze.

But then, he started responding, his large hands gripping my shoulders as he kissed me back, more urgently now.

When we finally pulled away, I was left breathless and a bit dazed.

Realizing what I had just done, I quickly glanced around, feeling awkward. "Just now… I saw Norris over there."

Logan's smile faltered, his expression turning cold in an instant.

Without another word, he walked out into the rain.

I quickly followed. "Logan, it's really coming down out there!"

Logan rarely ignored me, but right now, he was genuinely angry.

His long legs took fast strides, and I struggled to keep up in my heels.

Before I knew it, I tripped and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, someone scooped me up in their arms.

I looked up to find a fuming Logan, drenched in the rain but not saying a word.