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…”

a smile, “Miss, you have excellent taste. This dress is pure handmade embroidery. It’s

eyes lit up.

is for your sister. You can pick

with an indiscernible

and this is a gift

to give it

wear something else? Is she

remained resolute. “I’ll

mature for once? Must you compete with your

had her eyes on first become a matter of

I’ll give you thirty thousand dollars for the dress which is worth one thousand. Consider

chimed in with a feigned kind-hearted voice. “Keira, you haven’t found a job after graduation. You better take

threatened Keira. “If you insist on getting this dress, I’m not going to

had resorted to threats and bribes to buy Isla

good

about to pay for the dress with her debit card when the old lady who had been silent until now suddenly held her hand

at her. “Grandma, none of the others

that case, I don’t

all the suitable clothes for this season! All that was left in the store were the

was her granddaughter’s sister planning to gift

Mrs. Horton…that sounded

Who was she again?

old lady was a

assured the

earlier, it would’ve saved us all that talk. Next time, if you can’t

a dismissive

she was all sugar and spice with the elderly woman, now she was showing her

afford the dress in

the store employee pack up the dress and then turned to Keira. “Thank you for giving in to me. Once I marry into the Horton family, I’ll help you and your husband find

mind. She was ready to leave with the

“Wait!”

“Here’s the 30,000 I promised you as

aback.

it’ll be left to