My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Then a message arrived. “Don’t call. My child has just fallen asleep.”

Keira was perplexed.

A child?

She was a bit confused.

She had thought the person setting her up must be someone with dark and calculating thoughts, definitely harboring some scheme, but now a child suddenly popped up?

And in her mind, an image of a flustered woman appeared…

She replied to the message. “Who are you?”

The response came quickly. “Keira, I’m only looking out for your best interest. Listen to me, don’t you ever get a divorce! Only Lewis can protect you!”

Keira frowned.

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Protection?

She had been in Oceanion for many years, indeed bullied badly by Poppy Hill, but it wasn’t to the extent that she needed protection, right?

She replied to the message. “I don’t need anyone’s

protection.”

The other party replied again. “No, you do. You just don’t know it yet. Keira, I won’t hurt you. You have to believe me! I only have good intentions for you!”

intentions…

Keira thought carefully. The matter of marrying Lewis had been approved by old Mrs. Horton, so it didn’t bring her any losses.

On the contrary, for any normal person, marrying someone like Lewis of the top family would indeed a stroke of incredible luck.

She wrote, “Tell me who you are.”

The person replied, “I can’t tell you.”

Keira started to press for answers. “Then tell me, how do you know that I’m actually Mrs. Olsen’s daughter? If vou knew why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

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This person photoshopped a picture a few years back, informed old Mrs. Horton that Mrs. Olsen was her

mother, and made old Mrs. Horton remember these

words.

But how could she know something even Keira herself

wasn’t sure about?

The person wrote, “The later you know, the better for you.”

Keira was confused.

She felt incredibly perplexed.

She sent a direct reply to the message. “If you can’t give me a reasonable explanation, I’ll get a divorce

tomorrow.”

The person wrote, “What do I need to do for you t

believe me?”

Keira was perplexed. Why did it seem as though the one who conspired to marry her off to Lewis without her permission was so innocent and weak?!

She felt like she was the bad guy!

Keira continued to message the person. “How did you

help me get the marriage certificate back then?”

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On the day when the marriage certificate was issued, she herself was in the lab, so she couldn’t possibly have been there to get the certificate, and afterward, she had said so to old Mrs. Horton…

The person who registered the marriage was definitely not her!

But there was a photo…

Makeup technology being so advanced nowadays, so could there be an imposter?

Keira was a bit confused at the moment.

The other party sent her another message. “This, I can’t explain clearly in a text message. But I’m begging you, you have to believe me. I won’t hurt you!”

Again, that eerie feeling.

The other party used “I’m begging you” and was clea in a state of desperation.

Keira seized the opportunity to pressure the person. “I forgot to bring my marriage certificate today, but tomorrow I have arranged to get a divorce with Lewis at the courthouse.”

The other party wrote. “Why can’t you just believe me?

Someone like me simply can’t harm anyone… Keira, please don’t get a divorce. Don’t do it!”

Keira stared at her phone. “If you don’t explain yourself, I won’t believe you!

The other party didn’t reply promptly this time and seemed to be pondering over something. After a full five minutes, they seemed to finally make up their mind. “I’ll come to see you tomorrow morning. When you see me, you’ll know what’s going on!”

Keira frowned.

Tomorrow morning…

This person knew she was in a hurry, but they wouldn’t come over immediately. Instead, they had to wait until the next morning. Did it mean they weren’t in

Oceanion?

Keira pondered for a moment and then replied, “Wha time? I have plans at noon.”

She also had a farewell arranged for the handsome

uncle!

The other party replied immediately, “I should arrive by eleven, and I’ll contact you then. Don’t go through

with the divorce in the morning no matter what! You must wait for me!”

Keira replied, “Okay.”

After putting down her phone, she couldn’t sleep.

Standing on the balcony and gazing into the distance, she felt as though something was drawing nearer and nearer to her… Perhaps tomorrow she’d understand the real reason behind the marriage, but what could

the secret be?

As she mused, a noise came from behind her.

Turning around, she saw her mother get up from the bed, take a shawl, and walk over to her, draping it over

her shoulders.

A warm sensation enveloped her, also warming her

heart a little.

Keira’s expression softened. “Mom, why haven’t you gone to sleep?”

“Perhaps it’s the excitement of sharing a bed with my daughter for the first time,” Mrs. Olsen looked at her. “Keira, do you really have the heart to go through with

the divorce?”

Keira fell silent for a moment. “I don’t.”

Mrs. Olsen seemed not to have expected such a firm answer and suddenly stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Keira, and resting her head on her

shoulder.

Her hand gently patted Keira’s back as she spoke softly. “Keira, love is sweet but also bitter. If you want to cry, go ahead. I won’t laugh at you.”

Hearing this, Keira’s nose tingled.

The repressed emotions in her heart seemed uncontrollable, overflowing from her chest.

She hesitated slightly, wanting to say something, but the moment she began to speak, an uncontrollable sob escaped her.

Immediately after, large tears began to roll down.

She didn’t know what had overcome her.

Perhaps it was for her love that had ended without a

solution.

Or maybe for the injustices she’d endured over the last

twenty-two years…

Unseen by her, a black Bentley was parked outside the

yard on the street.

Lewis sat in the backseat quietly.

The driver didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.

Today, Mr. Horton’s mood was all wrong; after going to the office, he finished all the work he needed to do for

the week.

He didn’t return home in the afternoon to deal with

international affairs but stayed at the Horton Group.

After work, he didn’t go home but came here instead.

Yet he remained silent, staring at the Olsen residence…

Just when the driver felt he was going to go insane,

Lewis suddenly said, “Let’s go home.”

The driver sighed with relief

He started the car, and on the way back to Horton’s, he stole glances at Lewis through the rearview mirror, seeing his boss with closed eyes.

For some reason, his usually authoritative boss. seemed… pitiable.

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The car soon arrived at the Horton residence.

After getting out of the car, Lewis walked toward Old Mrs. Horton’s yard without saying a word.

As he approached, he saw the driver from Horton’s old house squatting by the gate, looking utterly bored.

But upon seeing Lewis, he immediately sprang up. “Mr. Horton, you’re finally back! There’s a parcel for you; it was sent to the old house!”

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