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?"

up, and he gave a

anything, but Lewis cleared his throat, wanting answers. "Who is

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

Then we learned, sadly, that the chef, Mrs. Horton…had passed away four months

love he didn't even believe she was really gone, and instead of returning to Oceanion, he'd moved here to Clance. We guessed that

hint when some incident at the Horton family estate hit the news. Then we saw you, Ms. Olsen, and heard of the engagement to Keera Olsen. The name Keera sounds an awful lot like Keira, so we just

looking nervous. Sean took a deep breath, glanced at

this keeps up, I won't last much longer. I just need you

clasped his hands, almost bowing. "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

Keira studied Sean carefully.

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 reserved for Sean, and

she couldn't believe he was even standing. The face now before her, though still thin, was

with a loud cough. "You mean to tell me… you went through all this trouble

by you! It was your cooking that gave me a second chance at life. I'll never forget