Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Flash Marriage

Logan raised an eyebrow and responded coolly, "Miss Clark, are you joking with me?"

Selina shook her head calmly, though her hand at her side clenched unconsciously, worried he might reject her.

"I'm not joking. I'm serious," she said, her clear, bright eyes fixed on Logan, trying to convey her sincerity.

Logan was silent for a while, thinking about the annoying blind date arrangement in his family, and looking at the reckless woman in front of him, maybe a quick marriage would be a good idea.

Then Logan stood up, his tall frame exuding an undeniable sense of authority. Selina suddenly realized the man before her was likely over six feet tall, and she instinctively took two steps back.

Just as she was about to speak again, Logan broke the silence with his deep, magnetic voice. "I accept Miss Clark's proposal."

Selina blinked, momentarily stunned, before a wave of surprise and delight washed over her.

He agreed? Just like that?

Logan noticed the spark in Selina's eyes and the corners of his lips curled ever so slightly before his expression returned to its usual calm. He turned and began walking away. "Let's go."

Selina followed him, still a bit dazed. "Go where?"

Logan glanced back at her and said in an even tone, "To register our marriage." _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

Realizing what he meant, Selina's smile widened. "Did you bring your identification?"

She had hers on her, originally intending to register with Ryan after the wedding. Now, it seemed they would serve a different purpose.

"My assistant will bring it over," Logan replied, his expression as composed as ever, showing no trace of excitement about getting married. Not that Selina minded.

She assumed Logan agreed to marry her because he needed a wife as a shield. After all, with his youth, wealth, and striking looks, he was bound to attract a swarm of admirers. He was probably looking for a way to fend them off.

As for her, her reputation in the elite circles of City A was already tarnished. When he no longer needed her as a shield, divorcing her wouldn't be a burden.

Feeling she had deduced his motives, Selina cleared her throat. "Don't worry. After we're married, we'll live our own lives. I promise I won't interfere with yours."

Logan's gaze deepened. "What does Miss Clark mean by that?"

Though his tone remained steady, Selina keenly sensed that he seemed irritated. She furrowed her brows in confusion. Had she said something to upset him?

"I understand you're not genuinely interested in marrying me," she explained. "We don't have any emotional foundation, so when you want a divorce, I won't make things difficult for you."

Logan's sharp gaze landed on her, both mocking and critical. "Miss Clark's attitude toward marriage is astonishingly casual."

Selina frowned more deeply. "I—"

Before she could finish, a man's voice suddenly interrupted, "Selina! Thank goodness you called off the engagement. Now we can be together again."

Selina's expression flickered with surprise. After the Carter and Clark families had left with Jillian for the hospital, the banquet hall had mostly emptied. She had assumed this man had slipped away in the chaos. Yet here he was, brazenly showing up again to perform his act.

Did he think she was an easy target just because she hadn't dealt with him earlier?

Her face darkened as she strode over to him and delivered a sharp slap. Then, without hesitation, she grabbed his shoulders and drove her knee forcefully into him.

"Ah!" The man let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, doubling over and collapsing to the ground in agony.

Selina towered over him, her expression icy. "Who sent you?"

The man's face turned pale with pain, and he began hurling insults. "You bitch! How dare you hit me! I'll—"

Before he could finish, Selina stomped on his mouth, silencing him. She pulled out one of the fake "bed photos" of them and waved it in his face.

"Using AI-generated photos to defame and slander me? What do you think would happen if I reported you to the police? How many years do you think you'd get for this?"

The moment Selina mentioned calling the police, the man's bravado crumbled instantly. "I'll talk! I'll talk!" he stammered.