Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Did She Know Everything?

Chapter 143: Did She Know Everything?

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat, a chilling fear crawling up from the soles of her feet, spreading through her entire body.

Before Selina could even pull back her hand, she suddenly found herself wrapped in a familiar, warm embrace.

Huh?

She had just been slapping someone, so why was Logan here?!

…

Fifteen minutes earlier.

Selina had just finished applying her medication when she heard a loud commotion outside the hospital room.

“Are you deaf?

I said I want that ginseng!” A nurse desperately pleaded, “Young Master Owen, that ginseng has already been reserved for a critically ill patient.

Please, I can get you something else-ah!” Before she could finish, a loud slap rang through the corridor.

Owen sneered.

“Are you seriously telling me I can’t afford some ginseng?

Who reserved it?

I’d like to see who in City A dares to go against me!” Selina’s eyes narrowed.

Owen?

What terrible luck.

The nurse, tears in her eyes, stammered, “Young Master Owen, that ginseng is for Old Mr.

Lee-it’s keeping him alive.

Please, sir, I’ll get you another one…” Owen didn’t care in the slightest.

Once, he had been the “great Young Master of the Reid Family.” But now?

His title had been stolen by Logan, and as if that wasn’t bad enough, even a lowly nurse dared to defy him?!

“Insolence!

If I don’t see that ginseng in front of me right now, I swear-” “Tsk, tsk.

So it’s Young Master Owen?

After all these years as Amelia’s son, has she still not taught you how to behave?” A mocking female voice cut him off.

Selina leaned back against a chair, resting her arms on the backrest with a look of exaggerated surprise.

“Wait, that’s not quite right.

Since Owen isn’t actually Mrs.

Perry’s biological son, it’d be unfair to blame her entirely, wouldn’t it?” “You-!” Owen’s face turned dark.

“Selina!” Selina brushed her hair back casually, her gaze sharp and disdainful.

“Oh?

Didn’t think you still remembered me, Young Master Owen.” Her smile was taunting.

“Who gave you the right to throw a tantrum in a hospital, flaunting your so-called status?” “Since you’re just an adopted son, maybe try acting like one-tuck your tail between your legs and behave.” Owen’s eyes widened in disbelief.

His whole body trembled with rage.

His finger shook as he pointed at Selina.

“You-you… who are you calling an adopted son?!” “You.” Selina tilted her head slightly.

“The whole world knows about you and Logan.

So what?

You can’t even admit the truth?” “Do you not know how to spell ‘imposter’?” “I call you an adopted son once, and you get this worked up?

Let me be blunt-people need to learn to accept reality.” “SELINA!” Owen snapped, screaming as he lunged forward to slap her.

SMACK!

But before his hand could land, a sharp pain erupted on his own cheek.

Selina casually retracted her hand, looking unimpressed.

“With reflexes that slow, you really thought you could ambush me?” “Young Master Owen, I suggest you go practice first.” Owen’s face turned deathly pale.

In the entire Reid Family, everyone had flattered and catered to him.

But Selina?

She had just slapped him across the face like it was nothing.

Humiliation boiled in his chest.

His vision blurred with rage, his body trembling as he stumbled backward.

Then-his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed onto the floor.

Selina clicked her tongue.

“Wow.

That was fast.

What a weakling.” Just then, Amelia rushed over, hearing the commotion.

The moment she saw Owen’s swollen cheek, she didn’t even hesitate- “You btch!

Of course only a filthy whre like you would dare to hit Owen!” Selina laughed coldly.

So this was Logan’s biological mother?

And all she did was spew insults.

What exactly was Amelia’s grudge against Logan?

Looking at this so-called son of hers, Selina suddenly thought about all the hardships Logan had endured growing up.

An unfamiliar emotion rose in her chest-hatred.

“Mrs.

Perry, keep your precious ‘son’ in check.

“My hands don’t have eyes.

If there’s a next time, I won’t mind recording a video- “And making sure the entire city sees Young Master Owen’s humiliation.” “Selina!” Amelia shrieked, rushing forward like a madwoman, her demeanor completely lacking any semblance of dignity.

“Owen always gets whatever he wants!

How dare you deny him a measly ginseng?

This is the hospital’s fault!

And you-how dare you insult him?!

I’ll tear you apart-ahhh!” CRACK.

Selina caught Amelia’s raised hand mid-air, twisted it mercilessly, and snarled, “I told you not to mess with me.

Now scram.” Amelia stumbled backward, crashing into a chair with a loud thud.

Selina brushed the dust off her hands, feeling rather pleased with herself, before turning back- And her entire body froze.

Logan.

He wrapped her into his arms without hesitation, his deep voice laced with concern.

“Are you okay?

Does it hurt?” Selina: “…” Wait.

Why was Logan here?

How much had he seen?!

Then, as she followed his gaze, she realized- He had misunderstood.

Logan thought she was the one being attacked.

…Well.

She decided to go along with it.

Keeping a straight face, Selina immediately put on her best pitiful expression.

“It hurts, Logan.

I feel so wronged.

Your mother and your adopted brother bullied me.” Logan’s gaze darkened dangerously, but his voice only grew softer-a terrifying contrast.

“Where did they hit you?” Selina held out her hand, completely shameless.

“My hand!

Look, my palm is red from all the slaps!” Logan lowered his gaze, and sure enough-her delicate palm was indeed reddened.

His expression turned cold.

“I’ll make them pay.” Amelia stared in complete disbelief, so furious she nearly fainted.

Selina was playing the victim?!

She had knocked Owen unconscious, and now she had the gall to act like she was the one who got hurt from slapping him?!

“Selina, you liar!

Who was bullying who here?!” Selina blinked innocently.

“Are you saying… I was the one bullying you?” “Of course-” “Mrs.

Perry, don’t you think it’s embarrassing?” Selina tilted her head, voice slow and deliberate.

“A woman of your status, running around complaining about being bullied by someone younger than you.

If word got out, would people think I was abusing my power, or would they think the so-called ‘Madam Reid’ is just utterly useless?” “After all, it’s already humiliating that you’re being ‘bullied’ by a so-called brainless socialite from the Clark Family.” “I doubt you want to be seen as such a failure, right?” Logan’s sharp gaze flickered for a moment.

Selina had called Amelia ‘Madam Reid’, not ‘Madam Carter.’ She knew.

She knew she wasn’t actually a Carter.

She knew she had married the wrong man.

Did this mean… she also realized who she truly belonged to?

“Y-you-” Amelia’s fingers trembled violently.

Because Selina was right.

If the public heard that Madam Reid had been bullied by a former illegitimate daughter… no one would blame Selina.

They’d only think Amelia was a joke.

After all, wasn’t Selina just a pretty little trophy wife?

But Amelia couldn’t just swallow this humiliation!

“Nonsense!

Logan, are you really going to stand by while your mother gets beaten?!” Logan’s face remained cold.

“Mrs.

Perry, if you feel Selina didn’t hit you enough, I can add another slap or two.” “You-YOU-!” Amelia screeched in fury, completely abandoning all pretense of being a dignified socialite.

“How dare you?!

I’m your mother!

You wouldn’t dare-you wouldn’t-Logan, do you think you can get away with this?!

If you lay a finger on me, I’ll tell everyone you’re unfilial!

You think people won’t criticize you?!” Amelia was certain that Logan wouldn’t actually touch her.

After all, if he had intended to, he would have done it years ago.

However- “Mother?” Selina’s voice interrupted coldly.

She tilted her head slightly, eyes full of mockery.

“Mrs.

Perry, I’ve never seen a so-called ‘biological mother’ who dotes on her adopted son while treating her far more capable real son with nothing but contempt, insults, and violence.” “Frankly, I’m starting to suspect that Owen is actually your real child, while Logan’s biological mother is someone else entirely.” Her lips curled into a sweet but deadly smile.

“And lucky us-we’re in a hospital.

How about we do a DNA test right now?” Selina’s smirk deepened.

“What do you think, Mrs.

Perry?”