My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Lewis shot Sean a sharp look, his brows knitting in clear displeasure. A wave of tension swept over him.

Keira studied Sean thoughtfully. With his good looks, she'd definitely remember if she'd seen him before.

Just as she was thinking, Sean spoke up, "Fragrance Hall, Room 5."

Keira's eyes widened, surprise clear on her face. She looked Sean up and down before letting go of his arm.

The moment she released him, Sean coughed a bit, and Lewis reluctantly let go of Sean's guard, who rushed over to his boss. "Are you okay, sir?"

Sean waved him off, exhausted, and sank into the sofa.

Lewis turned to Keira, puzzled. "You know him?"

Keira looked Sean over again. "Are you…the 'Church' from Room 5?"

eyes lit up, and he gave a small smile.

Lewis cleared his throat, wanting answers. "Who

had a rare eating disorder since childhood. He doesn't enjoy eating anything, so he's always been terribly underweight. Five years ago, he came across this special chef in Oceanion at Fragrance Hall who made a meal he could actually eat. Finally, he found food he could keep down! Since then, he's traveled weekly to eat there, slowly gaining some weight. He even

looked pleadingly at Keira. "We asked everyone at Fragrance Hall about the chef, but nobody would tell us a thing. Then we learned, sadly, that the chef, Mrs. Horton…had passed away four months ago. Our boss was devastated. Without those meals, he knew he'd wither

any leftover recipes, some magical ingredient or something that Mrs. Horton left behind. Then we heard Mr. Horton was so deeply in love he didn't even believe she was really gone, and instead of returning to Oceanion, he'd moved here to Clance.

the news. Then we saw you, Ms. Olsen, and heard of the engagement to Keera Olsen. The name Keera

breath, glanced at Keira, and said, "Ms. Olsen, I'm

his breath and continued, "I haven't had a proper meal in four months. If this keeps up, I won't last much longer. I just need you to confirm it's you…and,

"Please, Ms. Olsen, help our young master! These past months, he's dropped back down to barely a hundred pounds. Look at him—he's skin and bones, like he could be swept

Keira studied Sean carefully.

room, paying a small fortune each week for a single meal. She'd even made a point to cook for him herself despite her busy schedule. Eventually, that turned into a tradition. Word got out, and her cooking became wildly popular, especially since she only prepared two meals a week. One was

then, he'd been so thin, she couldn't believe he was even standing. The face now before her, though still thin, was remarkably

Lewis stepped between them with a loud cough. "You mean to tell me… you went

yes! Actually, Ms. Olsen, I was inspired by you! It was your cooking that gave me a second