Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Disfigured

Selina jolted upright in bed the moment she heard the shout, sleep gone in an instant. She excitedly nudged Logan.

"Come on, get up! You don’t want to miss the show!"

Logan wasn’t actually asleep. He had been curious what Amelia might pull next, but Selina’s eagerness made him pause for a beat.

The commotion had woken Jack and the butler as well. Cursing the mother-son duo in his head, Jack still came to report to Logan.

Logan pulled on his jacket. "What happened?"

Jack looked like he didn’t know where to start. "Sir... Mrs. Perry appears to be... disfigured."

Logan’s hand froze mid-motion. He turned to Selina with a look of intrigued suspicion. "Disfigured?"

"Yes. Owen was yelling that Amelia’s been poisoned. She already called a doctor and..." Jack grimaced, "she called the police too."

Selina nearly applauded. Quick move, Amelia.

Logan gave a calm nod. "Got it."

Then, with a glance toward Selina, he added pointedly, "Just a reminder—Pear Blossom Estate is under full surveillance. Even inside the guest houses. No blind spots."

Selina’s eyes lit up. "No blind spots?"

"None."

"That’s perfect!" she beamed. "Amelia’s already called the cops, right? Once they get here, they can check the footage and see exactly who did the poisoning!"

Logan raised an eyebrow. "And who does Mrs. Reid think did it?"

Selina smiled sweetly. "My guess? Owen."

Jack nearly tripped over himself. That had to be the worst guess possible—especially since Owen clearly looked like a victim too.

By the time they arrived at Amelia’s courtyard, the place was chaos.

Doctors were rushing in and out, Owen was crying and trying to comfort his mother, and Amelia was too hoarse to scream, only able to wail in a rasping voice.

Selina walked in and nearly recoiled in shock at the sight of Amelia’s face.

The damage was... complete.

Amelia had once held onto the Perry Family’s affection, stolen their true daughter’s place, even taken her husband. That had taken beauty—and now that beauty was ruined. Her face was a mess of scars and ridges, utterly horrifying.

Amelia was falling apart. Her face—her face!

The doctor on site, Dr. Lewis from the Medical Alliance, caught Selina’s eye and nodded subtly before announcing:

"Mrs. Reid, the scarring on Mrs. Perry’s face and Mr. Owen’s hand is the result of a specific toxin. Based on the symptoms, exposure occurred around 1 a.m. Recovery will take at least a month, and even then... it’s unlikely to fully heal. Scars are inevitable."

Amelia was already unraveling. Hearing that sent her into complete internal collapse.

She and Owen were both poisoned—so who could’ve done it? There were only a few people in all of Pear Blossom Estate!

Owen, boiling over, glared at Logan. "Aren’t you the least bit afraid?!"

Before Logan could reply, Selina interjected, her tone smooth.

"Of course we’re afraid. Today it’s Mrs. Perry—who knows who’s next? Maybe me. Owen, I do hope you’ll make sure the culprit is caught."

Owen nearly fell over. That wasn’t what he meant at all—he was trying to accuse Logan of guilt!

Amelia, wild-eyed and trembling, suddenly lunged forward and pointed a shaking finger at Logan.

"It was you... it had to be you! You poisoned us! Logan, how could you be so heartless?! He’s your brother—I’m your mother! Are you happy now that my face is ruined?!"

Logan didn’t even flinch. His expression remained cold, unreadable—utterly unaffected.

That only made Amelia more unhinged. That calm look was just like Anna’s. Even when Amelia stole everything, Anna had died with that same damn peace in her eyes.

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