Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 261

Chapter 261: The Truth That Slipped Out
Natalia showed up at some point. “Surprised to see me, sister?”

Selina narrowed her eyes. “I don’t recall this event sending you an invitation.”

Natalia smirked. “So what? Angelica is the heiress of the Morris Family. That makes me a VIP guest.”

Selina nodded slowly. “A VIP, huh? So, did you bring your internet cable too?”

Natalia blinked, confused. “What?”

Selina rested her chin on her hand. “Your so-called ‘backers’ left in disgrace after presenting a fake antique. Why are you still here embarrassing yourself?”

“You—!” Natalia seethed at Selina’s sharp tongue.

“You really don’t understand how powerful the Morris Family is, do you? Angelica will crush you!”

Selina laughed softly. “Yeah, you guys are like cockroaches—tough to kill. Who wouldn’t admire such resilience?”

Natalia’s face turned beet red. “Selina! Why are you so foul-mouthed? You’re just jealous of Angelica!”

Selina gave her a look of bored disdain, smoothing down her hair as she spoke. “Jealous? Did Katie ever take you to get your head checked? Or is everyone around you this dumb?”

“Anyway, if you enjoy getting laughed at in public, be my guest. Have fun.”

She turned and left with a cool expression.

Fuming, Natalia couldn’t hold it in anymore. She screamed at Selina’s back:

“Do you know why Dad and Grandpa hate you so much?! It’s because you were never really part of this family—you’re a bastard, born from some random guy your mom messed around with! Who do you think you are, acting all arrogant? You’re just an unwanted mistake—someone else’s dirty blood!”

Selina whipped around. “What did you just say?”

Natalia froze. Shit. She hadn’t meant to let that slip. Her dad had said that was a Clark Family secret.

But she couldn’t stand it. Selina wasn’t even a real Clark—so why did she get to be the heir?

If not for Selina, she would’ve had everything.

Natalia lost it. “I said you’re a fatherless bastard! God knows what your slut of a mom was thinking, marrying Dad while pregnant. Who knows how many men she—ugh!”

Selina grabbed her by the throat. “Say one more word about my mother, and I’ll snap your neck.”

“Selina, you—!”

Selina shoved her away and stormed off.

Fatherless? Not a real Clark?

If James Clark wasn’t her father… then who was?

The thought hit her like a brick.

…

Selina managed to get a sample of James’s hair and sent it for a DNA test.

The results weren’t surprising: no biological relation.

Sudden, but not unexpected.

“Spacing out, little one?” A calm voice came from the hospital hallway.

Logan dismissed the bodyguards and strolled over.

He took the test results from her hand, gave it a quick glance, and smiled. “This is good news.”

Selina looked up in confusion.

“Not sharing blood with trash like that? That’s a win. It means your blood is clean.”

She gave a small nod. It was a good thing. She wasn’t sad—just… processing.

“I just feel like I was dumb before,” she said.

She used to think she needed the Clark Family’s approval. She used to get hurt when Grandpa Clark treated Angelica and Natalia better.

But now it made sense. They didn’t love her because she wasn’t one of them.

She used to cry in the snow, wondering why no one loved her. Why her family was like this.

Thinking about it now, it was really stupid.

Logan folded the DNA report and tucked it neatly into the pocket of his suit jacket. Then he said softly, “You’re not stupid.”

“Wanting to be loved by your family is human nature,” he continued. “You didn’t know James wasn’t your real family. So no, you weren’t stupid.”

He glanced at her with a hint of a smile.

“Our little one is so cute, so beautiful… If he were your real father, he’d probably spoil you rotten.”

Selina blinked, eyes suddenly misty.

“And,” Logan paused, voice dropping into something deeper, more meaningful, “Do you know what a marriage certificate really means?”

She blinked, confused. “What does it mean?”

His tone was calm, measured.

“It means two strangers become the closest people on earth. No blood ties, but a bond stronger than anything else. From now on, I’m your family.”

It took her a second to process that. She stared at him, a bit dazed.

“…Oh.”

Logan’s expression remained composed. “So, you’re allowed to be clingy with me. But—” he narrowed his eyes slightly, a little too casual.

“There’s something… strange.”

Selina got the feeling Logan had gone through that whole heartfelt explanation just to say you can be clingy with me.

Still, she shook off the thought. No—Logan wasn’t that kind of person.

Then she guessed what was bugging him. “If I’m not biologically related to the Clark Family, why didn’t they make it public? My presence turns Natalia into the illegitimate child, and makes it impossible for Katie to ever be legitimized. Wouldn’t it be smarter to call me the outsider? That way, they could clear Katie and Natalia’s names.”

Her gaze sharpened.

“Unless… they had a reason they couldn’t reveal.”

Logan gave her a faint smile.

“And there’s something else. It makes sense they’d treat you poorly since you’re not blood. But Angelica isn’t James’s daughter either—she’s Katie’s stepchild. Why does the entire Clark Family treat her like she’s one of their own?”

Something flickered across Selina’s mind—but it was too quick to catch.

Logan didn’t press it. “We can figure that out later.”

He opened the car door for her. “Mrs. Reid, may I have the honor of your company for dinner?”

Selina looked at Jack, who was already driving toward a restaurant.

“…Do I have a choice?”

Celestial Feast—one of Reid Group’s restaurants—always reserved a spot for Logan.

The moment they heard he was coming, the staff had cleared a private room.

They hadn’t even made it in when a smug male voice echoed from the entryway:

“Even if Angelica is with the Morris Family now, she’s still my daughter. She sends things home all the time—she hasn’t forgotten me. I’m touched!”

Someone chimed in quickly, “Angelica’s so kind and thoughtful! Mr. Clark and Mrs. Clark raised her well. Of course she remembers your kindness.”

Then came a woman’s familiar, proud voice—Katie.

“Not to brag, but it’s all in the way I raised her. She’s even the one paying for this dinner—said she wanted to treat her uncles and elders.”

Selina narrowed her eyes.

James and Katie?

Angelica had just latched on to the Morris Family, and they were already shamelessly bragging?

Then someone hesitated. “Mr. Clark, I heard Celestial Feast is closed to the public tonight. It’s Mr. Reid’s restaurant. Maybe we should—”

“So what?” James scoffed. “I’m Mr. Reid’s father-in-law. What manager here would dare turn me away?”

Someone almost pointed out that sure, technically he was Reid’s father-in-law—but Logan didn’t exactly like the man. That so-called “relationship” wouldn’t save him.

But James just laughed, voice full of secrets: “You guys don’t know the half of it. Mr. Reid is about to marry our Angelica! Get ready for a wedding invite!”

Selina raised an eyebrow and leaned in toward Logan, her voice low and teasing.

“Mr. Reid… I hear you’re marrying Angelica soon?”