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?"

to gently pat her head, then turned to Keira. "Miss Olsen, are you

Keira was perplexed.

Jenkins and

raised an eyebrow. "What's

face. "Nothing, really. I just figured, since I'm already

know

a

other hand, swallowed audibly and turned to look at Keira, her expression

Keira was dumbfounded.

suddenly feel like everyone thought she was their

could respond, Lewis stepped in decisively.

that, he grabbed Keira's hand and

once they were in the car, she asked, "Where are we

call. We haven't been on a date

eyebrow. "So… no plans? You just made

mean, I can't even bear to let you do that, and they act like it's no big deal.

laugh. "What is this? Jealousy? Or are you just

darkening. "They're like moths to a flame—constantly orbiting you, like their lives depend on it. Don't

harder. "Sean has a legitimate excuse—his eating disorder means he can only handle my

pass," Lewis grumbled. "But what about the rest of them? Eating eight bowls of pasta in

her wrist gently. "I don't want you overworking

in martial arts,

Lewis said firmly. "That was exercise.

he was, Keira nodded with a playful smile. "Alright, I'll listen

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

glided onto the road, the

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