Chapter 582

Jason’s POV

I gritted my teeth, gripping the steering wheel tighter. I didn’t need to ask who he was talking about.

Logan.

I had barely gotten him away from that man, and now he couldn’t stop talking about him?

“I like his name too! Logan. It sounds cool, right, Daddy?”

I exhaled sharply, trying to keep my frustration in check. “Yeah, sure,” I muttered, not really in the mood to entertain this conversation.

But little Jason wasn’t done. “And he gave me a big hug! He smelled really nice, too. Like the cologne you wear, but a little different.”

I forced a smile, my knuckles turning white against the wheel. “That’s great, buddy.”

Great?

It was the opposite of great.

It was a disaster.

I had spent the past five years making sure Layla and little Jason were far away from Logan, and now, in just one moment, my careful planning had nearly fallen apart.

But what bothered me the most…