Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250: A Dream

Selina wasn’t about to keep her cool. "How could I not be angry? Twisting the truth like that? Owen, do you really think no one can put you in your place?"

Owen’s smug expression dropped the moment Selina raised her fist. Panic washed over his face.

"Wh-what are you doing? Logan, I’m the rightful heir to the Reid Family now. You wouldn’t dare touch me!"

Logan lifted his gaze, calm and cold, as if he were looking at a ghost.

"Get out."

"Logan, you—" Owen’s rage turned into fear. He swallowed his next words, his face shifting between red and pale.

"Fine! I’ll go. But don’t think this is over. You won’t win against me!"

As Owen stormed off, Selina cracked her knuckles. "He really has the nerve to call himself Anna’s son? That’s a joke."

"He’s never even visited her on her death anniversary. He claims to be her son, yet calls the woman who caused her death ’Mom’? The audacity."

Logan sipped his tea, face unreadable. "It was expected."

Selina ground her teeth. "Anna’s anniversary is coming up soon. What if Owen and Amelia use it to stir up drama again and bother Grandma?"

Logan’s eyes briefly flickered with a flash of cold fury, but he quickly masked it. "Let them make noise. It doesn’t matter."

Still fuming, Selina eventually sat on the couch to rest and unexpectedly drifted off.

She had a dream—faint and distant.

She was a teenager again, maybe seventeen or eighteen, and she sat down beside a man.

The man was quietly wiping down a headstone. She asked, "Big brother, what are you doing?"

His voice was calm and measured. "Visiting my mother."

Selina in the dream apologized immediately, "Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up something painful. Let me help."

The man gave a faint smile. "No need to apologize. She’s been gone for many years. It’s just the truth. I’ve accepted it. I only met her a few times. Officially, she was never even considered my mother."

Selina didn’t understand. If she was his mother, why couldn’t he acknowledge her?

The man finished cleaning the stone and placed a bouquet of white carnations in front of it.

She looked at him, wanting to ask something, but held back.

He explained, "I don’t get to visit often. Just being able to clean her headstone and leave her some flowers... that’s enough."

As the dream faded, Selina felt herself waking up.

Then, the man turned toward her—

"Ah!" Selina jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat.

Logan set down his book and walked over. "Mrs. Reid, what’s wrong?"

Selina stared at him, stunned, her throat tight.

In her dream... she’d seen Logan’s face. When the man turned around, it was him. And the woman he was mourning—was Anna.

Had Owen driven her so crazy she was dreaming this stuff now?

"Nightmare?" Logan placed a hand on her forehead.

She shook her head. After a while, she calmed down. "In the past... on Anna’s death anniversary... did you visit her?"

Logan replied blandly, "When Grandma was sick, no one in the Perry Family dared mention her. Let alone pay respects."

Selina asked again, "When did your grandma get better?"

"She was never fully recovered. But the episodes stopped three and a half years ago—she was discharged then."

Logan looked at her. "That’s when I started going to visit... to pay respects to Anna. Before that, her name was a taboo in both the Perry and Reid families."

And if it was a taboo, any mourning could only be done in secret.

Selina’s mind jolted like she’d been hit with a bolt of lightning.

In the dream, she looked around seventeen—that would’ve been four years ago. Back then, Grandma Perry hadn’t recovered yet, and Logan wouldn’t have been able to visit Anna’s grave.

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