My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Keira’s face still had iodine that hadn’t been

completely wiped off, giving her skin a dark, sallow

tone.

But seeing her facial features, the butler felt he couldn’t have possibly mistaken them!

While he was still shocked, Howard had already handed over a bundle of condolence money and said guiltily, “My wife, Keera, was a high school classmate of

Horton. Hearing of Mrs. Horton’s tragic passing, insisted on coming to pay her respects.”

After that, he dragged Keira toward the mourning hall.

The butler stood there dumbfounded. He then looked

down at the money handed over by Howard, which

bore the wo

school classmate Keera”.

sn’t Mrs. Horton but her high school

ne butler rubbed his eyes, wondering if he could have

taken.

urned around wanting to look closer, only to see

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that woman had already blended into the crowd and disappeared into the mourning hall.

The butler decided he definitely must have been

mistaken.

The mourning hall was set up in the middle of the main house, a spacious area that made it convenient for everyone to view the body and offer incense to the deceased.

No sooner had Keira entered with Howard than her gaze fell upon the coffin.

The coffin was placed at the front, with people blocking the way, not allowing anyone to approach.

A person nearby explained, “Mrs. Horton fell into the sea and

bloated from the soaking. Her face decayed beyond recognition, so they’re anyone see her face… they decided not to

Se

an open casket.”

Hearing this, Keira staggered.

Ploated?

clenched her fists.

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Her gaze swept over the crowd in the mourning hall.

She saw Oliver and Melissa from the first branch of the family greeting outsiders, their faces displaying sorrow, but their eyes betrayed a gleam of something else.

Next to them, Jake looked genuinely grieving, his eyes vacant, seemingly truly heartbroken for her.

Keira withdrew her gaze, attempting to find other

familiar faces.

She didn’t see Mrs. Olsen…

With Mrs. Olsen’s health condition, she must not have been able to withstand the pain of losing a daughter. Had she fainted again?

But where was Lewis?

Just as she thought of this, she heard Melissa explaining to the mourners. Alas, Lewis was so grief-stricken that he refused to acknowledge that the deceased was his wife. Now, he’s hiding in his room, refusing to come out and give his wife her final

send-off…”

these words, the people

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whispering among themselves.

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really loved his wife deeply, and he’s going to

not

would be better to bury her sooner rather than later. His sentimentality is

I ard that he hasn’t even been to the Horton Group ese past

conversations,

gaze.

Howard, next+

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schmoozing with

walked

ing hall.

country woman ned in the countryside, with the iodine ully

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her usual style, all in the gentle styles of Keera, barely anyone recognized Keira on her way

turned into old Mrs. Horton’s courtyard.

of the servants were over at the main house

Fiona was chatting with

nanny.

expression, asked, “Has the master not eaten yet?”

lady’s body was fished up, Mr. Horton has been

Old Mrs.

they talked, they walked

thought for a moment. She then headed to the small building in the backyard and went straight up to the

saw the man curled up,

the

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of smoke, and the

clenched his fists, his eyes

days before, how he iotically waited at the courthouse until 2 p.m.,

m….

yet he somehow felt

meant she couldn’t bear to divorce im, right?

to eventually receive ews of her death!

only o see Mrs. Olsen standing there, flanked by Uncle Olsen and Taylor.

back

water.

that instant, he felt his

for news yet feared it at

hours since the shipwreck… No

at sea for that

swept away

She

sentence from Samuel shattered his last

defenses.

over. My boss is supposed to have her infusion today… She was meant

Divorce…

Lewis staggered!

stubborn on the first day and if

the divorce h

smoothly, would Keira

gotter

had fallen into the

chance for

about this,

was brought to the surface…

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it had been

from his chest.

had grown

his chest, he lit

from outside the door. “Sir, Madam’s body is being taken to the funeral home. Aren’t you coming out to

always refined and gentlemanly man suddenly

reddened. He grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table

“Bang!”