Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 272

Chapter 272: She’s the Center of It All
In the end, Selina still went upstairs to change.

Downstairs, Logan gave swift orders. “Call Hunter. I’m rejecting the 2% profit share.”

Jack was stunned. “Sir?”

Give it up? Mr. Reid always made decisions based on the company’s best interest. When had he ever been this impulsive?

Still, Jack followed orders without question. “Yes, sir.”

“And notify Riley—I’ll be at the Nelson estate in thirty minutes.”

Earlier, Jack had told him Selina wasn’t upset after returning from the café—said she’d handled Riley just fine and even seemed in good spirits afterward. That’s why when Hunter offered a 2% profit share as a peace offering, Logan had accepted. It was a nice little bonus Selina could use as pocket money.

But what he didn’t expect… was how upset she actually was.

She didn’t tell him. Didn’t tell Jack. She told Rowan.

Why?

Because in her mind, Rowan wasn’t someone who would ever appear in real life—just an anonymous online friend. Someone she could talk to freely, without fear or judgment.

Logan didn’t want her enduring even the smallest grievance.

When Selina finally came downstairs—confused and slightly annoyed—Logan ushered her into the car. “Where are we going?” she asked through gritted teeth.

“To a place that’ll cheer you up,” he replied.

Selina raised an eyebrow.

Oh? He could tell she was in a bad mood?

But Logan would never guess why.

Not even the king of the world could fix her mood right now!

The car drove into a gated villa community. That’s when Selina sensed something was off.

Was Logan paying someone a late-night visit? That seemed a bit… unplanned. And this late?

Before she could figure it out, Jack had already parked. “Sir, we’ve arrived.”

Selina looked up—and froze.

The Nelson residence? Riley’s house?

…

Half an hour earlier, Riley had gotten Jack’s call. Logan was on his way.

Her heart raced. She changed outfits and touched up her makeup.

A late-night visit from Logan? No matter the reason, it meant something. She was special.

“Miss Nelson, we’ve arrived,” Jack said through the intercom.

Riley rushed to the door, cheeks flushed, her expression a mix of bashful joy and polished poise. “Logan—”

But the moment her eyes landed on Selina, her carefully constructed facade shattered.

Selina?!

Why was she here too?!

“Lo-Logan, you two…”

Selina had no idea what was happening either. She glanced at Logan, silently asking for an explanation.

Logan squeezed the back of her neck lightly, his eyes calm and sharp as they met Riley’s.

Straight to the point.

“Hunter said he’s willing to apologize for your behavior and offered 2% of the profits.”

Riley’s heart skipped. She had a bad feeling.

“My brother probably thought the little joke I made at the restaurant was too much, so he…”

“But I declined,” Logan cut her off flatly.

Hunter had offered. Logan had refused?

Riley blushed, assuming it was out of affection for her. “It’s just 2%, Logan, you don’t have to—”

“That’s why I’m not accepting the apology.”

Logan’s words shattered her illusions. Everyone was stunned.

Selina’s eyes widened. Finally, it all clicked.

Wait—he turned down 2%?! And brought her here in the middle of the night just to tell Riley: I don’t accept your apology?

She looked at Riley, who was clearly shaken, her graceful smile barely hanging on.

Selina: “…”

Now she understood what Logan meant about taking her somewhere that would make her feel better.

And honestly? Seeing Riley like this?

Yeah… that did the trick.

Riley’s face went pale, her lips trembling as she took a deep breath. “Logan, what… what do you mean? At the restaurant, I was just joking. It’s been half a day—are you really still upset about that?”

“What I’m upset about isn’t just what happened at the restaurant, and you know it.”

Logan’s voice was calm. “Mateo has been completely blacklisted from the design industry. That was his consequence. What about yours?”

Riley’s expression finally changed.

That bitch Selina actually told on her?

“Logan, I don’t know what Selina said to you, but finding Mateo was just a coincidence—I had no idea he was that kind of person.”

She looked anxious, trying her best to seem innocent. “And I didn’t know Rowan had already designed something for Selina. I just wanted to help. We grew up together, and I genuinely want you to be happy—to have the wedding you deserve.”

“Wedding rings are important, and the status of the designer reflects the status of the bride. I was just worried people might say Mrs. Reid isn’t worthy of you, so I panicked and…”

That excuse might work on others, but not Selina.

She knew perfectly well Riley was aware of Mateo’s plagiarism and his toxic attitude. Inviting him to humiliate Selina was deliberate—anyone with eyes could see it.

But proving it was another story. As long as Riley insisted she “didn’t know” and “meant well,” there was nothing Selina could do.

Only Logan didn’t need to prove anything.

“Riley,” Logan said smoothly, “I don’t need to spell everything out for you. But if I must, I can always send the café’s surveillance footage to your brother.”

He paused, meaningfully. “I think Hunter will come to his own conclusion.”

Riley visibly flinched, her body trembling as she bit her lip in frustration.

“Logan, I’ve already apologized to Selina…”

“I didn’t come here for you to apologize.”

Logan didn’t think it was inappropriate in the slightest to give a woman zero face.

“I came to tell you that Selina is my wife. Whatever my status is—hers is the same.”

The color drained from Riley’s face.

Why? Why Selina?!

Now she understood—Selina had complained to Logan, and Logan thought Riley’s little stunt had humiliated his wife.

But what did she say that was so wrong?

Selina’s background really didn’t match Logan’s. She was a nobody. Even if she forced her way into high society, people would never respect her.

Riley’s eyes burned with rage. “B-but Logan, I only did it for her. It would help her blend into the social circle more easily, and you wouldn’t want your friends to disapprove of this marriage, would you?”

Selina blinked and raised an eyebrow, amused, ready to speak up.

But before she could, Logan said exactly what she’d been thinking:

“Why should she adjust to that circle? Why shouldn’t high society adjust to her?”

His face was blank, tone cutting. “As for any so-called ‘friends’ who look down on this marriage because of Selina’s background—they’re welcome to leave.”

Every word struck Riley like a hammer.

What kind of friend talks down to your wife, questions your marriage, and undermines it?

Only those with bad intentions would keep repeating: you’re not good enough for him.

Riley’s head buzzed. She was so dizzy with rage she could barely stand.

But Logan showed no sign of pity—only a cold, warning tone.

“Miss Nelson… do you understand?”