Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: I Just Want Yours

Noah froze for a moment, staring at Logan in disbelief. "Logan, you really care about Selina."

After a pause, he made a direct promise. "I won’t bring this up again. As a friend to both of you, if she truly is that person, I’ll stay neutral and won’t get involved."

Logan gave a slight nod.

At that moment, Noah’s phone rang.

Raising an eyebrow, he smirked. "Looks like she’s handled things on her end... time for me to step in!"

...

Meanwhile, Selina followed Natalia to see her "new room."

Natalia led her to the basement level of the villa, down a side hall and through a series of turns, stopping in front of a door.

In most homes, the first floor is for the living spaces, with bedrooms and studies on the second and third floors. The basement is typically reserved for entertainment rooms or staff quarters.

Assigning Selina a room in the basement made Natalia’s intentions crystal clear.

Selina narrowed her eyes, surprised that Natalia and Katie weren’t even trying to put on a facade. With so much at stake, they still had the audacity to shove her into the basement. They were practically handing her ammunition against them.

Two fools.

Putting on a sweet, considerate face, Natalia said, "Sister, this is the nicest available room in the house. You’ll have to make do here."

The room reeked of mildew.

Natalia’s eyes sparkled with smug satisfaction.

So what if Selina had Noah’s backing? Natalia was still the prized daughter of the Clark Family, while Selina was just an unwanted outcast fit for a basement.

Selina surveyed the room briefly and asked, "The nicest available room?"

"Yes," Natalia replied, biting her lip as if restraining herself. "The house is full, you know. And you’ve been gone for ten years, so there’s just no space left. This was the only room available—the servants’ quarters."

"If you like, I can have your things moved here right away. But then again, you don’t seem to have much to move, right?"

Selina let out a quiet laugh.

Who did Natalia think she was insulting? Did she really think Selina needed her pity?

Selina glanced around the room and casually asked, "If this is my room in the basement, where does my dear sister stay?"

Unable to resist showing off, Natalia boasted, "Oh, I live in the master bedroom on the second floor. Dad and Mom love me so much they combined several guest rooms to make a walk-in closet for me. The whole second floor is mine."

"Sister, don’t feel bad. They only spoil me more because I’ve been here with them while you were away."

Natalia waited eagerly for a jealous reaction, but all Selina did was let out a nonchalant "Oh" and nod.

Then, as if pondering aloud, Selina added, "You know, back when I lived here, Mr. Clark’s taste wasn’t this terrible. But after marrying Katie, it’s like his aesthetic sense completely fell apart."

She sighed thoughtfully. "I guess that’s just the influence of a mistress. Normal people wouldn’t even consider being with one."

Natalia was on the verge of exploding. She had been talking about rooms—what was Selina even rambling about?!

"Selina, stop being so passive-aggressive! If you’re jealous of me and Mom, just admit it. Why drag Dad into it—"

Selina cut her off, blinking innocently. "I’m just commenting on Mr. Clark’s taste. Why are you so defensive?"

"This villa belongs to my mother, which technically makes me its sole rightful owner. If Mr. Clark is putting the owner in the basement, he must think it’s the best room in the house."