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?"

thought that maybe... he doesn't care about

then Lewis pulled her closer, his arms wrapped around her waist. "He knows I trust you, so he's making a play for

Keira frowned.

Lewis pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "But I'm not insecure. If he's coming around, we'll just

Keira nodded.

it up when Lewis stepped forward, taking it himself before heading

he was feeling possessive, he still helped her with the

where Sean was already

he was going through the motions, almost like he was working.

nearly in tears, watching him eat. "Oh my God, you're a miracle worker, Ms. Olsen! You don't know how much you've helped him. These past four months, we've tried chefs

Was it really that

a sheepish smile. "Well, then I guess Sean can come over

thank you!" The assistant wiped

everyone's watchful gaze, Sean managed to finish

small, knowing Sean hadn't had a full meal in ages. Eating too much all at once would

a bit of color returned to his face. He dabbed his mouth with a napkin, then looked at Keira. "Thank you, Ms. Olsen. Four

"Probably," Keira replied lightly.

for Amy every day

had enough strength to stand. "It was presumptuous of

his approach, but she understood why he wouldn't

off,

Sean's visit had reminded her to be more cautious. If a stranger approached her

taken your time and meal, I'd feel it's cheap to