63. Love To Hate

Charlotte’s POV

“Your phone?” Logan asked, and his face looked like he was doubting me with something. He put his hand on my arm, and he stroked my arm softly until he grabbed my arm tightly with a smirk on his face, “Now, tell me, why are you calling Luca while you are driving? It must be an important call since you got into an accident, right?”

"Give me back my phone and let go of my arm!" I yelled at him, and the door opened all of a sudden. It was my dad, and he looked like the kind of dad who caused trouble. When he looked at Logan standing in the corner, Logan let go of my arm.

Fabian said, “I heard a noise here, what’s going on? Are you hurting my daughter, Logan?”

I answered immediately, “No, It was just a little misunderstanding. You know, couples tend to have a slight argument.”

He shrugged and asked, "How are you? It looked like your head did hit the tree. Your mom would laugh at you if she saw you like this." he paused and sighed. "Charlotte, please do not do that again