My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Amy immediately pointed to the TV and said, "Daddy!" Everyone turned to look at the screen, but the broadcast had already shifted.

There was no trace of Monbatten anymore.

Amy scanned the TV anxiously, flipping channels with the remote.

After a few moments, she plopped onto the floor in disappointment.

Keira walked over and scooped her up.

"Missing Daddy?" "Daddy!" Amy replied with a firm nod.

At just three years old, Amy had been through so much.

Howard and his mother had mistreated her horribly, leaving her timid and withdrawn.

Only recently, after living in a loving home with Keira and Lewis, had she started to blossom. Even so, she often struggled to express herself.

Now, clutching the remote tightly, she jabbed a finger toward the TV in frustration.

"Daddy!" The screen switched to a news anchor, and Keira couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you think he's handsome? Is that why you're calling him Daddy?" "No!" Amy protested, her little face scrunched in frustration. "Not him! Daddy is in the TV!" Keira brushed a hand over Amy's hair.

"Alright, sweetie.

Next time you see him, point him out to me, okay?" Amy sighed, defeated.

Keira, her voice

me Daddy is in

approached, raising

told her? Could she be fangirling over some actor? You know, like those women who call celebrities their husbands and get their

a reality show, Erin." Erin crossed

do you think it is?" Jenkins paused,

husband was so cruel that your sister made up a better story—said her dad was someone

does make sense." The three of them lingered in silence around Amy until she let out a soft

into the bedroom and tucked her

Amy's eyes drooped,

couldn't help

reminded her so much

three, Keira's life had been even harsher. Her father had no affection for her, and Poppy despised

the basement, Keira would stare out of a small

her to search through

once found a box of expired

hid them in her room, savoring each piece as if it were a

dream was to grow up and

Keira compulsively stockpiled food—bags of rice, boxes of pasta—anything to

with Isla.

in so many things, and Jodie simply replied, "Because I want to."

didn't have good grades when I was young."

lashed out, Keira would imagine Jodie's calm demeanor. Over time, Keira stopped crying when she was hit. Crying