Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: But He Just Likes Me

"I think Aunt is absolutely right."

Selina lowered her head, feigning shyness, and said, "But Logan only likes fox spirits like me, not innocent and naive women like Miss Perry. What should we do?"

The entire living room fell silent. Everyone stared at Selina in utter disbelief.

Logan: "..."

He had overthought things. He had assumed Mrs. Reid might be upset.

Mrs. Perry and Vivian froze in place, their faces darkening as though ink could drip from them.

Selina continued cheerfully, "Maybe Miss Perry could start learning from me? You’re still young; there’s time."

Mrs. Perry’s face turned beet red, and she burst out in anger, "Shameless! How dare you suggest Vivian learn from you! Vivian is a noble lady, and you—what are you?!"

Selina smiled sweetly, her tone light. "I’m nothing special. But for some reason, despite Miss Perry’s noble status, she can’t catch Logan’s eye. Instead, he values me more—perhaps my charm is just irresistible."

Mrs. Perry nearly choked.

That’s not what she meant!

How could Selina be so shameless?!

Vivian clutched her chest, her breathing labored. "Miss Clark, you..."

Before she could finish, she swayed and dramatically collapsed.

Mrs. Perry cried out in distress, "Logan, look at what Selina has done! Vivian is your sister—how can you bear to see her suffer like this? Logan..."

"Sister?" Logan’s tone was cold as he interrupted Mrs. Perry, his gaze sharp with mockery. "It seems the Perry family has an unusual fondness for adopting daughters."

Mrs. Perry’s wailing caught in her throat, leaving her speechless.

Silence blanketed the room. None of the dozen or so onlookers dared to say a word.

Logan spoke calmly, but his words carried an undeniable weight of authority.

"Any random cat or dog thinks they can be my assistant. Mrs. Perry, kindly pass on this message: if she wishes to remain secure in her current position, she should avoid provoking me."

With that, Logan took Selina’s hand. "Let’s go meet Grandmother."

Mrs. Perry and Vivian could only watch as Logan led Selina away. Their expressions were dark and filled with frustration, yet they dared not stop him after hearing his comment about "adopted daughters."

Logan guided Selina through several winding paths before they arrived at a particularly elegant courtyard.

"Whatever those people said, don’t take it to heart," Logan said. "I’ve never been close to the Perry family, and I’ve never met Vivian before."

Selina glanced at him in surprise. Why was he explaining this to her? She wasn’t bothered by it.

Logan narrowed his eyes. "It seems you doesn’t care much."

Selina blinked in confusion. "...Should I care?"

She had no interest in what Vivian said or did, as long as she stayed out of Selina’s way.

Logan’s gaze deepened.

As Logan’s wife, was her indifference because she trusted him, or because she didn’t view their marriage as real?

Logan said casually, "Remember not to let Grandmother down."

Hearing this, Selina immediately hooked her arm around his and said confidently, "Don’t worry. When it comes to acting, I’m a professional."

Soon, a woman who appeared to be a housekeeper emerged from the courtyard. "Logan, you’re here! And this must be Selina? The madam has been waiting for you both."

Selina, experienced in reading people, could tell this housekeeper was genuinely welcoming.

Under a wisteria trellis in the garden sat an elderly woman with her eyes closed, quietly enjoying the moment.

Logan softened his sharp demeanor, walking over with warmth. He crouched beside her and said gently, "Grandmother."