My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Jake instinctively moved to shield Keira from the oncoming milk tea. But as soon as he stepped in front of her, someone yanked his arm, and the next thing he knew, Keira was the one standing in front of him.

Thud!

Before the drink could reach her, Keira kicked it away. Still, since it was a liquid, some of it splashed out, landing on her arm.

Jake froze, then chuckled to himself.

He'd done it again—forgotten that Keira wasn't just any ordinary girl…

Most girls in a situation like this would look for protection, but Keira never needed that.

She was strong and confident.

Even back in college, she was often the subject of gossip, but she never cared.

She never punished herself for other people's mistakes.

Suddenly, Jake realized it wasn't that she was too strong; it was that he wasn't good enough, not worthy to stand in front of her.

For Keira, it was just about keeping things even. Business was business—she genuinely believed in Jake's potential. But personally? She didn't want anything more to do with him.

Keira felt a bit grossed out as the sticky liquid rolled down her arm. She had a mild case of OCD, so she immediately frowned and turned to look at the girl who had thrown the drink.

righteous indignation. The moment Keira looked at her, she yelled, "What're you looking at? Yeah, I threw it! If you've got guts, call the cops on me! Go ahead! My parents were scientists who died at the hands of foreign spies. I despise traitors more than

girl's eyes were bloodshot, and tears

their phones, recording the

right for helping people you shouldn't. You deserve it! Don't worry, sweetie; if you go to the police, we'll all go with you!

got to complain about? Even if she calls the cops,

you all for your support, but I'll take responsibility. I threw it, so if she calls the cops, they can arrest me. A few days in

time, someone should throw

disgrace

knew she'd be

"..."

glanced at the girl who threw the tea. Even with everyone backing her up, the girl still looked like she'd go down fighting. Shaking off the milk

good would calling the

lock this poor girl up for a few days and

and walked in. She grabbed a pack

we don't sell to

cashier's voice was cold

mid-scan, frowning.

we're not selling anything

"We may be a small business, but even I

Keira clenched her jaw.

worried I'll report you to

bed with a traitor like that scumbag isn't any better. I may just be an ordinary citizen, but I know that a strong country is the only way to protect the life we enjoy. People like

Keira was stunned.