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?"

his head with a smile, reached out to gently pat her head, then turned to Keira. "Miss Olsen, are you

Keira was perplexed.

she could answer, Jenkins and Erin

raised an eyebrow. "What's

look on his face. "Nothing, really. I just

didn't know

thought for a moment but stayed

swallowed audibly and

Keira was dumbfounded.

did she suddenly feel like everyone

respond, Lewis stepped in decisively. "We're

he grabbed Keira's hand and led

to the parking lot, and once they were in the car, she

at her, his voice calm. "Your call. We haven't been on a

"So… no plans? You just

even bear to let you do that, and they

laugh. "What is this? Jealousy? Or are

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

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

them? Eating eight bowls of pasta in one sitting—do they not

wrist gently. "I don't

hand with a smirk. "Back when I trained in martial arts, my master had

different," Lewis said firmly. "That was exercise.

was, Keira nodded with a playful smile. "Alright, I'll listen to you. From now on, I'll only cook

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

car glided onto the road, the two of them driving aimlessly through

today had warmed up a bit. Keira opened the sunroof and windows, letting the breeze blow in and lift her hair.