My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"Jenkins… did you ever actually love me?"

Peter's voice trembled slightly, and Jenkins blinked, surprised he'd ask such a question at this moment. Then, a flicker of memory—she recalled how, at the Horton's gathering, Gavin had asked something similar to Selena. Were men really boys at heart, clinging to hopes until the end?

Jenkins' lips curved into a small, pained smile. "Every step of me meeting you was all planned. I can't deny that. As for love… I don't want to lie to you."

After those words, she fell silent. But everyone there—Peter, Keira, Erin—could easily infer the words left unsaid: I don't want to lie to you. I don't love you.

After all, if she did love him, there would've been no need for lies.

Peter let out a dry, bitter laugh. "You don't even love me. So, what choice is there to make?"

He turned to Keira and spoke firmly, "And remember, the Olsen family rule: siblings do not betray one another. We've said this countless times, but it seems that some South women just don't get it, do they?"

He walked over to stand beside Keira. "Jenkins, even if you had loved me, even if I'd loved you to the point of madness, I wouldn't betray my family for you."

He spoke with conviction, his voice unwavering. "The Olsen family raised me. They gave me the freedom I have now. The support you wanted from me—it's only there because of my family. To me, the Olsens aren't just about a business or wealth. They're about people, every one of them. I could never betray any of them."

Jenkins nodded. "I understand."

Then she turned to Keira. "Are you here to arrest me, or what? What's the

me just say, I'm not some skilled fighter; I'm pretty useless at this sort of thing. And I was frisked on the way in, so I don't have any weapons. Even if you decided to kill me

in her voice, like a weight had lifted now that her secrets were laid bare. For the first time, she stood

"So… what do you

on his lips. "Could we…

Keira frowned. "Why?"

of time together. To say I don't feel anything for her—that would

a hint of tears glistening in his eyes as he took a steadying

"We slept together, too. She's a woman, so in the end, she's the one who got hurt. I prepared a gift for her,

his eyes, forcing a smile. "Just let her go. Consider

Could she?

her again. But Peter was right. Family wasn't about wealth or the

for his sister, could Keira not

silence, she nodded

"Go. You're free to

After a moment's hesitation, she spoke, "Are you sure? You know, I've got serious influence in Country A. If you

gaze evenly. "Yes, I'm

stuffed her mouth full of snacks, her displeasure written all over her