Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Fighting Barbarism with Barbarism

Selina spun on her heel and headed straight for the backyard.

Miller Butler quickly followed behind.

The room fell into silence.

Only once Selina’s silhouette disappeared did Jack finally speak up, clearly anxious.

"Sir, did Madam give you acupuncture? Why didn’t you explain your condition to her... your body can’t handle that!"

Logan’s condition wasn’t suited for acupuncture at all.

He wasn’t just sick—he was poisoned. Acupuncture wouldn’t help. It could actually make the poison worse.

Unless it was done by that mysterious doctor who once treated Miss Anna, all standard methods would only accelerate the effects.

Logan remained calm, utterly unconcerned.

"My eyesight’s already like this. If the poison flares up again, so what? It can’t get much worse."

Jack tried to keep pace, protesting, "But—"

"No buts."

Logan paused, then gave a command.

"Don’t tell her."

Selina wanted to heal his eyes.

That was enough.

Logan had long accepted his fate.

Going blind wasn’t a shock anymore. Whether it happened sooner or later didn’t matter.

He lived carrying secrets no one could know, always standing on the edge of the world, watching everything from the outside.

Until Selina came crashing into his life—light, chaotic, and warm.

She was trust, care, dependence—one of the rare good things that had ever happened to him.

So he wanted her to be happy.

Always.

But now someone had made her unhappy.

"Go to the backyard."

Whether those herbs cured his eyes or not didn’t matter.

Selina had planted them with her own hands.

No one got to destroy that.

Jack swallowed nervously and mumbled, "Sir, just remember—murder’s illegal, okay? Stay calm."

Logan chuckled quietly and gave him a meaningful look.

Jack suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He hadn’t expected Mr. Reid to be this love-struck.

What if he really couldn’t hold back and killed Madam Nelson?

...

In the backyard.

When Selina arrived, she immediately saw two women dressed in elegant, flashy outfits.

No surprise—Madam Nelson and Miss Nelson.

Nancy Nelson was in full-blown tantrum mode.

"All this fuss over some ugly little weeds? They really locked us out? We’re from the Nelson Family! You servants must have a death wish!"

Jaxon stood unmoved, expression flat.

"I’m sorry, Miss Nancy. You crushed the plants Madam personally planted. If you have something to say, please wait for Madam and Sir to arrive."

Jaxon’s presence alone was enough to keep both Madam Nelson and Nancy in check.

Nancy, pissed and out of options, stomped on another herb.

"If Riley were here, no one would dare treat me like this!"

No one would dare?

Selina snorted softly and strolled over at an unhurried pace.

Madam Nelson caught sight of her immediately. Her eyes narrowed slightly before she put on a fake look of disapproval to scold Nancy.

"Nancy, you’ve been spoiled rotten. These are just weeds, but still—they were planted by Miss Clark. Apologize to her."

She turned toward Selina with an oh-so-gentle smile.

"Miss Clark, I’m so sorry. Nancy didn’t know you planted them yourself. I mean, it’s just that most socialites and ladies of status don’t get their hands dirty in the garden... Oh dear, I didn’t mean that in a bad way! I’m just surprised, is all."

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