Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Drawing the Line with a Coward

Joe stood in a daze, his mind blank.

On the ground, Angelica was still begging him for help—one moment cursing Selina, the next laughing hysterically, screaming that she was the true heiress of the Morris Family. She looked completely insane.

Meanwhile, Logan calmly walked Joe through everything that had happened over the past decade.

He told him how Selina had lived under the Clark Family after Victoria’s death. How they exploited her. How Angelica hired a hitman to kill her. How she hunted Selina like prey.

But Logan wasn’t recounting this to gain sympathy or pity for Selina. No.

He was making a point.

Logan’s voice was unhurried, almost casual:

"Chairman Morris, how does it feel to team up with your daughter’s enemies and help them bully your own child? Feels good?"

Joe shook his head, horrified. "Selina, listen to me—I didn’t know..."

Logan pressed on, chipping away at Joe’s excuses.

"You helped the biological daughter of the woman who killed Victoria torture your own daughter. That must’ve been satisfying, huh?"

"No—it wasn’t like that. They never told me the truth..."

Selina finally spoke. Her tone was flat. She had no expectations for this man, so she couldn’t even be disappointed. Still, she couldn’t help but marvel at his cowardice.

"Chairman Morris," she said calmly, "I’m cutting all ties with you."

Joe snapped, his voice unhinged. "I don’t agree to that!"

"I’m not asking for your opinion," Selina said coolly. "I’m informing you."

"You and my mother were never legally married. You had no legal connection to her. I’m her daughter—I belong to her. So no, you don’t have the right to use her name to pester me."

Selina gave him a cold smile.

"Chairman Morris, remember this—not only do I have nothing to do with you, but my mother had absolutely nothing to do with you either."

"No marriage, no license—what kind of ’husband and wife’ were you pretending to be?"

Back then, Joe had used underhanded methods to make Victoria’s real fiancé "disappear." But thanks to Grandma Morris’s hatred for Victoria, he couldn’t even marry her in the end.

A man who wanted it both ways. A classic manipulative coward.

Joe was unraveling. In that moment, the mighty chairman of the Morris Family looked more like a broken man begging on the street.

He was terrified—terrified that his daughter was rejecting him, that everything connected to Victoria was slipping through his fingers. He was on the edge of losing his mind.

Most of all, he was haunted by one thought: How will I ever face Victoria after I die?

Regret came crashing down on him like a tidal wave, nearly drowning him.

Joe chased after Selina like a madman, tears streaming down his face.

"Selina, please... I’m your father, I am! Just look at me—just once..."

"Why, Selina? If you exposed Angelica’s true identity, doesn’t that mean you still care?"

"If you care... why won’t you acknowledge me as your father?"

"The Morris Family can give you everything—wealth, power, status. Why won’t you take it? You’re Victoria’s daughter. You’re my daughter too..."

Selina finally stopped walking. Her voice turned to ice.

"Chairman Morris, I didn’t expose Angelica because I cared about this identity."

"I did it because I couldn’t stand to let her call my mother ’Mom.’"

"That’s it. Something that simple—why can’t you understand it? Did you ever really care about my mom?"

Her words hit Joe like a sledgehammer. His mind went blank. The sun was still shining, yet everything around him felt dark and cold.

But no one pitied Joe.

Whether it was for the sake of a daughter he claimed to love, or a woman he claimed to cherish, he should’ve done his homework. The evidence had always been there—he simply chose not to believe it.

And now, to come begging Selina for forgiveness and trying to guilt-trip her?

He was lucky she even gave him the decency of a response.

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