My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

The nearly ninety-year-old woman’s skin was loose and saggy. Her once youthful features were no longer distinguishable. She lay with her wizened hand on her chest as though she could drop dead at any moment.

Taylor thought he was overthinking things.

A person of Old Mrs. Horton’s status would surely never step into a shop like this…

Worried that Isla might cause trouble with the old woman, he said to Keira sternly, “Enough! Your sister only wants what’s best for you. Isn’t making such a fuss and causing a scene here embarrassing for you?”

The old lady immediately turned to Keira. “Dear, is this your father?”

Keira averted her eyes.

The term “father” was foreign to her, and her feelings toward him were complicated.

As a child in the Olsen family, Poppy Hill wouldn’t let her get near Taylor.

The tiny child she once was used to hide in corners, stealing glances at him from afar. She watched him beam at Isla, swinging her around in his arms. His towering figure seemed godlike to her.

So, during those countless days and nights when Poppy beat her and didn’t even allow her to eat, she often daydreamed that her “father” might swoop down to rescue her from the misery, just once.

But he never did.

He never showed any concern for her. Even on the few occasions that they ran into each other, he only reminded her to “listen to your mother”.

The Olsen family dynamics were weird. Everyone seemed resigned to Poppy’s presence, but except for Mrs. Olsen, no one could accept Keira at all…

Keira didn’t respond to the old lady.

She turned her attention back to a few dresses she had just tried on, picked out the best of a bad bunch, and handed it to the sales associate, ready to pay and leave.

Seeing this, Taylor said, “I know you’re broke. Let me pay for this dress. Consider it a present for my mother-in-law.”

But Isla suddenly chimed in. “Dad, I’ve just gone around the store. This dress is the best for a gift…”

standing nearby immediately said with a smile, “Miss, you have excellent taste. This dress is pure handmade embroidery. It’s one of

eyes lit up.

is for your sister. You can pick another

an indiscernible emotion, “Why

going to visit the Hortons, and this is a gift for

to

just wear something else? Is she more

“I’ll

you be mature for once? Must you compete with

felt it laughable. How did a dress that she had her eyes on first become a matter of her fighting with Isla

I’ll give you thirty thousand dollars for the dress which is worth one thousand. Consider it as part of your

graduation. You better take Dad’s

Taylor threatened Keira. “If you insist on

businessman form, he had resorted to threats and

good father

the old lady who had been silent until now

her. “Grandma, none

that case, I

was left in the store were the ones she didn’t want. How could there be any good

was her granddaughter’s sister planning to gift

Horton…that

Who was she again?

was

didn’t insist. She assured the old

satisfied. “If only you had been so sensible earlier, it would’ve saved us all that talk. Next time, if you can’t afford it, don’t

a

and spice with the elderly woman, now she

afford the dress in

in to me. Once

any mind. She was ready to leave with the old

“Wait!”

promised you as your dowry. It should help

aback. “There’s

too little? The Olsen company belongs to Isla’s mother, and it’ll be left