Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle'
Chapter 403: So What If My Husband Spoils Me?

Chapter 403: So What If My Husband Spoils Me?

Selina’s call came through, and Old Mr. Brown couldn’t say much more.

"Go ahead and answer," he said.

Logan let out a low chuckle and pressed the answer button.

Selina’s voice came through. "Logan, where are you?"

Logan glanced at Old Mr. Brown, then said calmly, "The Brown estate is too big. I got lost."

On the other end, Selina seemed speechless for a few seconds. "Want me to send someone to get you?"

Logan chuckled again. "No need. I’ve found my way. I’ll be there soon."

After hanging up, Logan said politely, "Sir, Selina’s looking for me. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."

Old Mr. Brown grumbled and waved his hand impatiently. "At least you know your place."

Logan raised a brow slightly. "I’m not an idiot."

Old Mr. Brown watched him leave, eyes narrowing.

It wasn’t that he had a personal grudge against Logan. He just wanted to uncover the truth.

He’d been friends with the Ghost Doctor for decades. Back when Damien was young, he had trusted the Ghost Doctor enough to let him raise Damien. That same Ghost Doctor was also the one Selina called "Grandpa."

But four years ago, the Ghost Doctor suddenly claimed something had happened to Selina. He rushed out of the house—no phone, no coat—and was never seen again.

Selina was brought home, covered in blood. Logan was the one who had brought her back.

And ever since, the Ghost Doctor had completely vanished.

Old Mr. Brown never understood how the Ghost Doctor could’ve known something was wrong. But the fact was: Selina had been gravely injured, and the Ghost Doctor disappeared. Logan, however, remained unharmed.

That’s why Old Mr. Brown suspected Logan knew more than he let on. But no matter how deep he probed, Logan seemed genuinely unaware of what happened.

Old Mr. Brown sank into thought.

...

Back at the banquet, things were in full swing.

Grandma Morris sat watching Selina laugh and talk with the Brown family at the head table, her face twitching with resentment.

Why should Selina get so lucky? Back then, she hadn’t pushed for Selina’s return to the Morris family—and had even hinted Katie should abandon her—and now that "abandonment" had led Selina to be taken in by the Browns?

She needed to figure out a way to make the Brown family hate Selina...

As she was plotting, the doors to the hall suddenly opened.

Someone walked in...

Logan?

Grandma Morris instantly felt annoyed. She’d thought he wouldn’t come, which gave her plenty of chances to humiliate Selina. But now that he was here...

She couldn’t help herself from throwing shade.

"Selina, looks like Mr. Reid is here for you."

Selina nodded. "Yep. Logan came for me."

Grandma Morris gave a cold laugh. "Mr. Reid must not know about your relationship with the Browns. He’s probably worried you’re being bullied."

Selina replied casually, "Yeah, he’s worried I’m being bullied. What’s wrong with that? He’s my husband—of course he’d protect me."

Grandma Morris: "..."

She was trying to insult Selina for relying on a man—but Selina didn’t seem to get it?!

Mrs. Brown frowned. Ugh, Selina was still too naive. Couldn’t she tell Grandma Morris was up to no good? Why even engage?

Grandma Morris took a deep breath.

"Hmph. Still, Selina, you should know—when you’re out in the world, you can’t just rely on your husband. Sometimes, it’s your own family you need behind you."

Selina raised a brow and gave her a meaningful look. "You’re right."

Grandma Morris was just starting to feel smug when Selina added:

"But at least my husband is dependable. Unlike yours and my mother’s... theirs weren’t worth relying on at all."

Joe’s face turned red.

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Brown: "..."

Mrs. Brown thought to herself: Oops. Who said Selina couldn’t catch Grandma Morris’s passive-aggressive remarks? That comeback was just as sharp and laced with irony.

The guests fell silent.

Well, it made sense. Old Mr. Morris never took charge of anything, and Joe was weak and spineless—weren’t both of them the definition of unreliable?

At least Logan showed up because he was worried Selina might be bullied. That already made him more dependable than the men from the Morris Family.

Logan strolled toward the head table, calm and unhurried.

With his status, just his arrival made a number of people eager to cozy up. Some started eyeing opportunities to raise a glass to him.

But Logan gracefully declined. "I’m here today as family. No need for toasts."

Then he sat down beside Selina.

Now everyone understood why there had been an empty seat at the head table—it was reserved for Logan.

...Apparently, this was also a sign of the Brown Family’s respect for Selina. Miss Clark clearly carried some serious weight.

Damien swirled his wine glass and glanced at Logan with a subtle smile. "Mr. Reid, you’re a bit late. You missed quite the performance earlier—what a shame."

Logan returned the look, equally composed. "Not really. I’m sure Mr. Brown can catch me up."

Damien immediately played along. "Oh... there was someone lecturing Selina just now, saying relying on your husband isn’t enough, that you need a powerful family to back you. Isn’t that hilarious?"

The room went dead silent.

All eyes discreetly shifted toward Grandma Morris and Joe. Grandma Morris’s face was flushed crimson, her eyes rolling in anger.

Logan took a light sip of wine, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. "A powerful family background? I wonder who gave that ’lecture’?"

Everyone instinctively glanced at Grandma Morris and Joe again. Joe looked like he wanted to disappear into the floor.

Logan added casually, "Isn’t the Brown Family Selina’s family? And that background isn’t strong enough? Even I wouldn’t dare offend them so easily. I’d really like to know—who’s bold enough to look down on the Brown Family?"

Damien slowly added, "It’s nothing really. I’m sure Grandma Morris didn’t mean to look down on the Brown Family. She probably just made a passing comment because of the blood relation."

Logan nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, now I get it."

Selina blinked, curious.

Logan continued, "So Grandma Morris was just being humble. Selina may have no legal ties to the Morris Family, but by blood, she’s still their daughter. So if Grandma Morris says Selina lacks a powerful family, she must be talking about the Morris Family itself."

Damien: "..."

Damien hadn’t expected Logan to outdo him in sarcasm. He cleared his throat. "Ahem. I see now—I must have misunderstood her intentions. Grandma Morris was self-reflecting. I apologize for assuming otherwise."

Grandma Morris: "!"

She had clearly been mocking Selina for not crawling back to the Morris Family and having no support—but now Logan had twisted it to mean the Morris Family wasn’t strong enough?

The guests were internally cringing.

The way Damien and Mr. Reid were playing off each other... wasn’t the Morris Family absolutely humiliated?