My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Keira and Lewis had been through so much together that, in a way, they felt like an old married couple.

Knowing Lewis wouldn't interfere with her decisions, she took a few extra moments to explain why she was willing to help Sean.

As they talked, she prepared three dishes and a soup. Then, she checked the steamed rice, finding it wasn't quite how Sean liked it, so she whipped up some fried rice instead.

There was no helping it—someone else had steamed the rice, and the water-to-rice ratio wasn't to Sean's taste. After so many years cooking for him in Oceanion, she knew his preferences well.

Lewis watched her, finally unable to hold back a question. "Do you even know what I like to eat?"

Keira rolled her eyes. "Back then, he was my one big customer, so of course I paid attention. Over time, I realized he preferred every dish to be cooked in just the right way. But you... could you really taste if I changed the water a little?"

Lewis scratched his nose, at a loss. Truthfully, he couldn't. Despite his privileged upbringing, life in the Horton family had been tough; any meal was better than none, so he never got too picky.

He glanced toward the living room. "Honestly, this guy is fussy."

"Enough," Keira shot him a glare. "It's an illness."

"Sure, but I still think he's sharper than he lets on. Be careful around him."

Keira raised a brow. "You think he's really that smart?"

Lewis nodded. "He's good at manipulating people. He has his assistant say all the provocative stuff, then acts weak himself. He knows people's personalities too well."

Keira nudged him. "Well, why hasn't he manipulated you, then?"

that maybe... he doesn't care about me?

waist. "He knows I trust you, so

Keira frowned.

kiss to her lips. "But I'm not insecure. If he's coming around, we'll just keep an

Keira nodded.

onto a tray and was about to pick it up when Lewis stepped forward, taking it himself before heading

he was feeling possessive, he still helped her

followed him out to the dining area, where Sean was already seated, with his assistant by his side, slowly

was working. Eating seemed to be

miracle worker, Ms. Olsen! You don't know how much you've helped him. These past

speechless. Was

Sean can come over for a

thank you!" The assistant wiped his eyes, beaming at

watchful gaze, Sean managed to finish

had kept the portions small, knowing Sean hadn't had a full meal in ages. Eating too much all at once would likely hurt his

mouth with a napkin, then looked

"Probably," Keira replied lightly.

cooking for Amy every day

was presumptuous of

appreciate his approach, but she understood why he wouldn't have admitted he came for her help

it off, indicating bygones were

Sean's visit had reminded her to be more cautious.

didn't linger on formalities. "Since I've taken your time and meal, I'd feel it's cheap to repay