My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 793

Sean sighed, looking at Lewis with a calm, almost genteel expression. "Mr. Horton, I get it, truly. I know this might annoy you, but I really, truly am just here for a meal."

He then turned to Keira. "Ms. Olsen, if I had any other intentions, I would have pursued you back in Oceanion. Besides, I've gone from being an eighty-pound skeleton to a whole 120 pounds because of your cooking—you should know me better than anyone."

Keira blinked. "I… practically raised him."

The way he put it sounded odd to her somehow. She frowned, considering. "Once a week, like before. Just like Oceanion. But, I'll be heading out of town soon, so I may not have time to cook."

Sean's assistant jumped in, "Ms. Olsen, are you going somewhere? We could tag along! Without you, our young master will starve to death!"

Keira raised an eyebrow.

Lewis scowled, not liking the way this sounded one bit. A strange tension settled in his chest. He had a little sense of urgency here.

Keira, but Lewis had never been bothered. Ryan, with his praying beads and all, was practically monk-like and clearly had no intention of breaking his celibate streak. But Sean—thin, meek Sean—was giving

drawing Keira's gaze. She looked back to Sean. "Couldn't your family

more than one chef to work with you, but, well, the results were lacking. Even when they follow your methods precisely, something's just missing. Our

gave him a

course, you're not a dog, sir. Your sense

head and turned back to Keira. "I know this is an imposition.

young master here is known to be the smartest man alive! Genius-level IQ. It's said that if it weren't for his illness, he'd have solved world hunger by now. You need any

a pointed cough. "Maybe talk a bit

Sean met Keira's eyes. "But he's not wrong. You

a small

gratitude, but the moment he rose, his legs wobbled, and

look half-starved. I'll go make

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