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

school that Mrs. Olsen casually

instructing Keira daily to follow Isla around as a

Keira, it was just because she felt the child

felt that she had done her duty by

Keira.

she would

the child exceptionally

she came first in the entire grade

seen it and was so jealous that she started to

cry.

cried so sadly and asked

had only urged her

harder.

it and even wanted to intervene, but remembering

And then…

for middle school, Mrs. Olsen was actually in favor of

there, caught between heartache and helplessness, their

ATTO

leaving her unsure of how to

face Keira.

And then what?

Keira left, Mrs. Olsen found herself

added worry.

didn’t understand why the girl’s departure stirred her emotions so much; all she thought about was the day Keira might come back to see her.

dreaming that Keira was calling her

she had had no news from Keira.

feared that Isla would be jealous and create a commotion, so she had been restraining

asked Poppy, her response was always! “Why should you care about that ungrateful

been baffled as to why Poppy was so

four years old; at that time, Poppy said, “It’s just a girl; if she’s gone, she’s gone. She’s not

anything.”

cold-blooded

she finally understood, how

world who really hated her

Poppy was unkind to her was because

She was!

Olsen thought of this, and

tears!

emotions, came over, and asked, “Mrs. Olsen, what’s wrong? Is

something she wanted

say, to apologize, to acknowledge that she’d ignored her pas suffering, to admit that

the words ultimately got

noise

PP

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 illegitimate daughter. You’re nothing! Don’t think just because you married into the Horton family you can do whatever you please! You owe the Olsen family for raising you, and you’ll never be able to repay