My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

178 Keira, Don’t Go

Mrs. Olsen’s pupils contracted. ”

She stared at Keira from behind, saying, “…Keira!”

Keira, who was walking away, halted in her tracks, turned around, and looked at Mrs. Olsen with

confusion.

Mrs. Olsen’s mouth trembled as she looked at her.

Her mind was filled with memories of the young Keira hiding in a corner, secretly watching her.

She had seen her every time…

But because of Isla, and because of Keira’s special identity, she had never approached the little girl.

She had witnessed Poppy beating Keira countless times, and each time she stopped herself from intervening, only stepping in to help when Keira’s life. was in danger and she couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

She had always held an inexplicable fondness for Keira, thinking it was because Taylor was good to Isla, so she wanted to be good to Taylors daughter…

But she had always suppressed this fondness, afraid of making Isla jealous or sad.

But as it turned out, Keira was her daughter!

At this moment, all the scenes of Poppy abusing Keira flashed through her mind like a passing glance…

She thought of how the newborn Keira nearly starved to death in the room, and it was she who found her in time and fed her a few mouthfuls of milk…

The tiny infant had grasped her finger, her softness instantly melting Mrs. Olsen’s heart.

From then on, she couldn’t harbor any resentment

toward the child.

Poppy had hung her head low, playing the obedient part, claiming she couldn’t produce enough milk and the baby was allergic to formula.

Mrs. Olsen had believed it to be true and even bought

goat milk formula.

Later on, Keira had always been skinny and weak, rummaging through the trash for food. When Taylor told her to ignore this illegitimate daughter, she couldn’t stand it and gave Keira the leftover cake that

was bought for Isla.

She began leaving snacks regularly on the stone table in the park behind their house.

Keira grew up on those snacks!

When Isla was three years old, as she took her to the international bilingual kindergarten, she could always feel a pair of longing eyes from the half-window of the basement watching them.

had paid them no

started elementary school that Mrs. Olsen casually helped Keira enroll.

Keira daily to follow Isla around as a little attendant, saying it was repay the Olsen family’s kindness.

never thought about any repayment; when she helped Keira, it was just because she felt the child was pitiable.

felt that she

Keira.

time she spent educating Isla, she would speak a few more words to Keira and

the child exceptionally

Keira was in first grade, she came first in the entire grade and returned home with her report card, not daring to say a word.

so

cry.

her feelings. Isla cried so sadly and asked her, “Mommy,

Olsen had only

harder.

later, when she saw Poppy hitting Keira and forbade the girl to come first anymore, Mrs. Olsen saw it and even wanted to intervene, but remembering Isla’s tearful face, like that of a crying kitten, she

And then…

needed to move out for middle school, Mrs. Olsen

continue staying there,

ATTO

her unsure of how

face Keira.

And then what?

Mrs. Olsen found herself

added worry.

much; all she thought about

even dreamt over those years, dreaming that Keira

had no news from

Isla would be jealous and create a commotion, so she had been restraining herself…

response was always!

always been baffled as to why Poppy was so unkind

years old; at that time, Poppy said, “It’s just a girl; if she’s gone, she’s

anything.”

was cold-blooded

understood, how could

world who

unkind to her was because Poppy wasn’t her mother!

She was!

thought of this, and

tears!

noticed her agitated emotions, came over, and asked, “Mrs. Olsen, what’s wrong? Is there something you’d like to tell

she wanted to say?

say, to apologize, to acknowledge that she’d ignored her pas suffering, to admit that her negligence led to Keira enduring

all the words ultimately got stuck in her throat.

noise at the

PP

meek, but upon seeing Keira, her expression turned to disgust. “Little slut, who allowed you to come to the Olsen’s? Are you here to pester Jake again? Let me tell you, Miss Isla is the true Miss Olsen, and you’re an