My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Sean finished his sentence, then turned with a smile to look at Keira.

Keira didn't know what to say.

Lately, the man looked healthier, with a bit more fullness to his face, which somehow made him even more striking than when she'd first seen him at the Olsen residence.

When he smiled like that, it was like the first warm breeze of spring.

Keira couldn't help but smile back.

At this moment, Lewis cut in, his tone sharp. "Thanks, Mr. Church. When's the party? My wife and I would be honored to drop by."

Keira fell silent.

The jealousy was practically dripping.

This man was always jealous. Anywhere, anytime.

Sean didn't seem to notice Lewis's tone. He smiled and replied, "Three days from now."

Then, he glanced at Amy, waving gently. "What a cute little girl! Is she your sister's child?"

Amy still looked a little shy, her small, heart-shaped face endearing with its wide, almond-shaped eyes that curved like crescent moons when she smiled.

Hearing Sean's question, she gave him a sweet grin. "Hi, pretty sister."

Sean paused, then let out a chuckle. "Actually, I'm a pretty brother—or no, an uncle to you, technically. Calling me 'sister' makes me feel like I've skipped a whole generation."

Amy blinked at him, clearly confused.

Her innocent, wide-eyed gaze seemed to ask, "Why does this pretty lady with a ponytail want me to call her Uncle?"

her head, then turned to Keira. "Miss Olsen,

Keira was perplexed.

could answer, Jenkins

raised an eyebrow.

lowered his gaze, a sheepish look on his face. "Nothing, really. I just figured, since I'm already

didn't know what to

for a moment

and turned to look at Keira, her

Keira was dumbfounded.

everyone thought she

stepped

Keira's hand and

lot, and once they were in the car,

"Your call. We haven't

eyebrow. "So… no plans?

I can't even bear to let you do that, and they act

this? Jealousy? Or are you just

Lewis muttered, his face darkening. "They're like moths to a flame—constantly orbiting you, like their lives depend

legitimate excuse—his eating disorder means he can only handle

he gets a pass," Lewis grumbled. "But what about the rest of them? Eating eight bowls of pasta in one sitting—do they not care about wearing you

and rubbed her wrist gently.

smirk. "Back when I trained in martial arts, my master had me carrying

"That was exercise. This is

playful smile. "Alright,

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

road, the

the weather was turning colder, today had warmed up a bit. Keira opened the