Selina narrowed her eyes. "Mr. Carter, Logan and I are doing just fine. Save your attempts to sow discord."
Jacob sighed helplessly. "I'm not trying to create discord. But from the very beginning, wasn't it Ryan's uncle you wanted to marry?"
Selina nodded. "That's right. And that's why I married Logan."
Jacob's voice turned slightly hoarse. "Miss Clark, even now, do you still think you married the right man?"
Selina knew she had made a mistake, but she had never admitted it to herself. Now that Jacob had bluntly pointed it out, she suddenly looked up.
"Mr. Carter, the husband I needed was someone from the Carter Family—someone who could help me reclaim my mother's inheritance. Whether Logan is related to the Carters by blood or not, he fit that requirement."
Through what she had gathered from Butler Miller, Jack, Amelia, and Owen, she had more or less pieced together the truth.
