Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134: A Spectacular Show

Avery and her mother immediately looked at Selina with smug expressions.

Natalia suppressed her excitement and softly reminded, "Grandfather, Sister is here."

Grandpa Clark frowned. "Lift your head."

Selina remained silent.

Katie subtly signaled to someone in the crowd, and soon, a mocking voice followed.

"Why is the eldest Miss Clark keeping her head down? Feeling guilty, perhaps?"

"Selina!" Grandpa Clark’s face darkened, his tone filled with disappointment. "Lift your head! Explain why you attacked our guests."

Avery wailed, tears streaming down her face. "Selina, I’m not even trying to blame you. I just want justice."

Natalia sighed helplessly, playing the role of the understanding sister. "Sister, when you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility. Acting like this... I don’t even know how to help you."

Selina let out a cold laugh, her gaze filled with mockery.

Oh? So they were teaming up now?

Somehow, she was now the villain, while they played innocent victims.

Katie’s eyes flickered with calculation as she performed her usual act of meek endurance.

"Alright, alright, if Selina doesn’t want to admit it, let’s just drop it. She’s still a child, after all. I’m sure my sister-in-law and Avery won’t hold it against her—Selina, you don’t have to—"

Her voice abruptly stopped.

Katie’s words caught in her throat.

Her expression changed drastically!

Because at that moment, Selina lifted her head.

The visible wound on her forehead instantly silenced the entire room.

Her eyes brimmed with tears, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall—making her look heartbreakingly fragile.

The crowd collectively gasped.

What... happened?

Selina’s injuries were far worse than Avery and Evelyn’s!

Who said Selina had hit anyone?

Clearly, Selina was the one who had been attacked!

A suffocating silence filled the hall.

And then, in a small, pitiful voice, Selina murmured,

"Grandfather... I didn’t hit anyone—"

Oh?

They wanted to act innocent?

She could play that game too.

Grandpa Clark’s face stiffened the moment he saw her injuries.

Katie swallowed hard, her hands clenching into fists as she glared at Evelyn.

That idiot!

She had only told her to frame Selina for attacking them—but she never mentioned actually hitting her!

Now, she looked like the one in the wrong!

Katie quickly spoke up, hoping to brush past the situation.

"It’s fine, it’s fine! Servants, take Miss Clark away—Selina, you should go get your wounds treated first. We can discuss everything lat—"

"—It was them who hit me."

Selina interrupted, her voice calm.

She deliberately paused before finishing the sentence, ensuring that everyone absorbed the weight of her words.

She swept a light glance at Katie.

Trying to cover it up?

Not a chance.

Selina lowered her lashes, pretending to be hurt and timid.

"The moment I stepped inside, Avery and Aunt Evelyn rushed at me, calling me a country bumpkin who didn’t belong at the banquet. I got upset and argued back."

"Then... they started hitting me."

"I told them I was the eldest daughter of the Clark Family and that I would report it to Grandfather."

Selina’s voice trembled slightly as she lifted her red, teary eyes and looked at Grandpa Clark.

"But Aunt Evelyn said... Clark Family belongs to Aunt Katie now, and Grandfather wouldn’t believe me anyway."

The room fell into a deep, suffocating silence.

Grandpa Clark’s face stiffened.

Selina hesitated for a second before lowering her gaze again, her voice filled with quiet disappointment.

"...I’m sorry, Grandfather. I didn’t mean to cause trouble for you."

The crowd exchanged wary glances.

The eldest Miss Clark had been assaulted—yet the ones who hit her were the first to play the victim?

Evelyn noticed the guests’ shifting expressions and panicked.

That little brat!

"You filthy liar! Who hit you?! You must’ve done that to yourself!" Evelyn snapped, her face contorting with fury.

Selina lifted her gaze, her voice filled with mock innocence.

"Why would I hit myself?"

She gave a small, almost mocking laugh before continuing,

"Today is Father’s wedding anniversary. As the legitimate eldest daughter of the Clark Family, wouldn’t it make sense for me to show up looking elegant and dignified?"

"If I made myself look like a mess, who would truly lose face?"

The crowd froze for a second.

Then, realization struck.

She was right.