Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 619

Capítulo 619: The Truth

Hannah was still gritting her teeth. “I didn’t!”

Selina ignored her desperate denial. “As for how Mrs. Hill managed to get that drug…”

Her eyes narrowed, the smile on her lips sharp enough to cut.

“Mrs. Hill, should I say it out loud?”

“Shut up! Shut up!!” Hannah’s face flushed red, her expression twisted and wild.

What she didn’t realize was that the entire Hill estate had already been surrounded by armed police. Beyond the gate stood a crowd of officials and dignitaries, all watching Hannah’s every move—waiting for her to break.

Selina’s smile deepened, cold and deliberate.

“My grandfather once wrote a confession letter.”

The crowd stirred. A confession letter was written only by someone reflecting on their own crimes. But Mr. Brooks had been a nationally recognized scientist who had made countless contributions to the country. What crime could he possibly have committed?

Selina quickly answered that unspoken question.

“The Brooks family has always been known for its scientific research. Over the decades, our breakthroughs have been numerous. Fifty years ago, the Brooks family’s main focus was pharmacology.”

That much was common knowledge. The family had shifted fields over time, but nothing seemed unusual about that.

“During one of their research projects,” Selina continued, “the Brooks scientists developed a drug. They soon discovered its horrifying side effect—it could control the human mind.”

Her voice dropped. “My grandfather ordered every trace of it destroyed. But someone with ulterior motives caught wind of the formula and sought to exploit it. Since they couldn’t approach the Brooks family directly—they turned to the wealthy Hill family instead.”

Selina’s gaze fell squarely on Hannah.

“And not long after that… Mrs. Hannah Hill was suddenly adopted by Matt Hill.”

Her lips curved into a chilling smile.

“Don’t you think the timing was a little too convenient?”

Hannah gritted her teeth. “Coincidence! I was adopted because of fate!”

Selina’s tone was almost amused. “Fate? Mrs. Hill, you may have come from an orphanage, but that orphanage wasn’t wealthy. The children there barely had enough to eat. Only one stood out—you. Pretty face, fair skin, healthy body.”

She took a step closer, her voice slow and deliberate.

“Most people don’t adopt children over ten years old—they’re too grown to bond easily. But if every other child in that orphanage was thin, timid, and sickly, while one little girl—Miss Hannah—was tall, pale, and well-mannered…”

She smiled coldly.

“Who do you think caught Matt’s eye first?”

Selina’s tone hardened, each word landing like a hammer.

“Originally, Matt had planned to adopt another child—a five-year-old girl. But in the end, you were the one who ended up in the Hill family. Tell me, Mrs. Hill… were you really an orphan?”

Her voice cut through the room, pressing in on Hannah.

“Or let me put it another way—were you truly sent to that orphanage as an orphan?”

The weight of her words made the air feel suffocating.

Hannah forced out a single word through clenched teeth. “Of course—”

Selina played an audio recording.

‘Mr. Curtis, I swear I’m telling the truth. That girl, Hannah, she wasn’t dropped off like the others. A wealthy man brought her himself. She didn’t cry, didn’t make a fuss. I thought maybe she’d been abandoned and wanted to call the police…’

‘But Hannah said she came willingly. The man even gave the orphanage a large donation. I—I figured, well… what harm could it do to let her stay?’

‘Later, when the Hill family adopted her, I thought it was a blessing and never mentioned it again. Mr. Curtis, please—I didn’t commit a crime, did I?’

Selina switched off the recorder and smiled faintly.

“Mrs. Hill, does that voice sound familiar?”

Hannah’s blood ran cold.

It was the voice of the orphanage director.

Selina brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder.

“My father suspected you long ago. The director confessed everything to him. He knew you volunteered to enter that orphanage and were conveniently ‘adopted’ by the Hill family soon after.”

Her eyes sharpened.

“Tell me, Mrs. Hill—do you really think my father, as brilliant as he was, couldn’t put the pieces together?”

Hannah trembled all over, her teeth chattering. After a long moment she squeezed out through clenched teeth, “Curtis… Curtis knew…”

“Yes — my father knew everything,” Selina said with a faint smile. “Mrs. Hill, he knew you deliberately approached the Hill family, and then misfortune followed. At the time no one would suspect a teenage girl, but my father… what do you think he would have thought?”

“And you actually believed my father was in love with you — even though he knew you came to the Hill family with bad intentions, and that my grandfather’s death might be tied to you. Why on earth would he love you?”

“You’re lying!” Hannah’s composure was unraveling.

Selina smiled. “Maybe that still isn’t enough. After all, you seem to think that once someone takes that drug, they can be toyed with however you like.”

“You pointed to the cases of the Hill patriarch and the Perrys — you fed that drug to my father believing he’d be infatuated with you and abandon my mother. Maybe you were right that the drug can dominate the mind, that it’s overpowering and inescapable.”

Hannah’s face went even paler.

“But,” Selina continued, smiling, “that drug was invented by the Brooks family. Mrs. Hill, have you forgotten that?”

“You were placed in the Hill family to get close enough to obtain that drug. If you knew the drug came from the Brooks family, why would you assume the Brooks family’s own people would be affected by it?”

Hannah’s expression drained away.

“However,” Selina shifted tone, “maybe my father did have some fondness for you.”

The room went silent. Even the armed police and legal officers outside froze, then reacted.

Selina went on: “Whatever the case, you and my father grew up together. That’s undeniable. After my mother left the Hill family, perhaps he did consider being with you.”

Aaron sniffed, thinking, “Sorry, Uncle Curtis — but we had to go this far to get Hannah to speak.”

Hannah grew agitated when Selina continued.

“But you deliberately got close to the Hill family, and deliberately to the Brooks family,” Selina said. “Once my father discovered those things, he couldn’t tolerate them. Any affection he might have had for you vanished.”

“Mrs. Hill, you have no one to blame but yourself.”

“No!”

Hannah truly broke down. The truth hit her: Curtis had loved her. She could have been with Curtis. But those schemes — the things she had done at others’ behest — were discovered by Curtis, and she had lost the love of her life because of them.

Selina gave a look to the people waiting outside the room, then spoke gently, almost coaxing: “Mrs. Hill, I really do pity you. If you’d never made that one terrible choice back then, maybe you and my father could have stayed together… maybe he wouldn’t have died.”

Hannah froze, shaking her head desperately.

Though Selina spoke with a tone of pity, her voice remained calm. The evidence was already in place: in the secret cache Curtis left, Selina had found a trove of proof exposing Hannah’s crimes over the years — treason, murder — item after item, enough to condemn Hannah dozens of times over.