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…”

words, the people

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whispering among themselves.

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Horton really loved his wife deeply, and he’s

feel that’s not right. Mrs. Horton’s body

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

that he hasn’t even been to the Horton

conversations,

gaze.

Howard, next+

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with

around and walked

ing hall.

country woman ned in the countryside, with the iodine ully washed

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

into old Mrs.

were over at the main house helping out.

Fiona was

nanny.

asked, “Has

was

her tears. “He’s deeply emotional. Old Mrs. Horton is also

they walked away.

moment. She then headed to the small building in the backyard and went straight

the glass window, she saw the man curled up,

on the

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I’m

was thick with the smell of smoke, and the oor littered

his fists,

reminded yet again of two days before, how he

m….

he somehow felt

bear to divorce im, right?

what he never expected was to eventually receive

see Mrs. Olsen standing there, flanked

back and forth

water.

that instant, he felt his legs

crew surfaced, he hoped for news

hours since

could survive at sea for that

must have been swept away by the

shore… She

from Samuel shattered

defenses.

was meant to have it yesterday, but because of the divorce scheduled

Divorce…

Lewis staggered!

he hadn’t been stubborn on the first day

the divorce h

would Keira have

gotter

into the

a chance for her

thought about this, the salvage crew had

unrecognizable, was brought to

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Lewis thought about this, his heart felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows, pain spreading

from his chest.

days, he had grown accustomed

he

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

always refined and gentlemanly man suddenly

from the coffee table and

“Bang!”