My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 54

The first time I looked at his network of relationships, I had only focused on Lena.

But when I looked again, I found a familiar name— Logan.

This was the person whose car had crashed into mine.

I immediately called Uncle to ask him to look into Logan's background.

After thinking for a moment, I also told him:

"If possible, check his bank account activity as well."

After hanging up, I felt like all the strength had been drained from me, and I slumped in my chair.

The whole day, I couldn't concentrate on anything.

If I said there were no waves in my heart, that would be a lie.

After all, we were talking about marriage.

But right now, I just kept praying that it wasn't as I feared.

In the afternoon, Uncle sent me the report.

Logan was Zack's childhood friend.

My face darkened as I flipped through the details.

Over the years, there had been several large transactions, totaling tens of thousands.

Logan hadn't been punished for the accident.

Zack had written a letter of forgiveness, and since it was the car's fault, Logan had escaped any consequences.

He was out there living his life with no problem.

Such a clever scheme.

It turned out they had targeted me from the very beginning.

I leaned back in the chair and spent a long time recovering.

These people, one by one, had no mercy from the start. Now, they couldn't blame me for being heartless.

If Bella could post that "deal with the slut" message, then she must have planned something for the wedding.

I pretended everything was normal, and, as usual, posted lovey-dovey pictures on social media.

At the very least, I couldn't let them scare the fish, could I?

Until I was publicly exposed.

When I saw the video Bella had posted, I fell into deep thought.

Since they had been pretending for so long, why did they suddenly do this now, just before the wedding?

These people were acting like spies making contact.

Why release that video online at this time?

Looking at the content, and seeing the pleased expression on Lena's face and Zack's excited one, I finally understood what they were trying to do.

This was a forced marriage.

Very clever.

"I don't know. They say men can fake things well, and now I'm starting to not want to get married."

Lena, who had been smiling, suddenly froze.

After a long pause, she stammered:

"No, you can't! You must get married."

I stared at her in confusion.

Perhaps realizing she had said something wrong, she quickly corrected herself:

"What I mean is, after all you two have been through, you've come this far. Don't let a trivial person break you up."

She then added: "Of course, Nat, if you really feel unsure and don't want to get married, that's fine too. I'll always support you."

"Pfft!" I couldn't help but laugh.

She really was a clown.

After a while, I stopped laughing and said:

"Don't worry. I won't back out of the marriage."

The next day, at 9 AM sharp, we rushed to the Civil Center.

In just a few minutes, we registered our marriage.

My father was very efficient and had already rented a small shop for us.

Inside, it was decorated like the Civil Center.