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 around

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whispering among themselves.

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his wife deeply, and he’s going to such

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

it would be better to bury her sooner rather than later.

even been to the Horton Group ese

these conversations, Keira

gaze.

Howard, next+

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with cing

and walked out of the

ing hall.

ned in the

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weren’t her usual style, all in the gentle styles of Keera, barely anyone recognized Keira

into old Mrs.

at the main

moment, Fiona was chatting with another

nanny.

expression, asked, “Has the

since the lady’s body was fished up, Mr. Horton

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

they talked, they walked away.

the backyard and went straight up to the second floor, jumping

the glass window, she saw the man curled up,

the couch.

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of smoke, and the oor littered with cigarette

clenched his fists, his eyes

how he iotically waited at the courthouse until

m….

late, yet he somehow felt relief.

bear to divorce im,

to eventually

seaside, only o see Mrs. Olsen

back and forth in

water.

instant, he felt his legs go

salvage crew surfaced, he hoped for news yet feared it at

been over ten hours since the

survive at sea

swept away

shore… She

from Samuel shattered his last

defenses.

today… She was meant to have it yesterday, but because of the divorce scheduled for that afternoon,

Divorce…

Lewis staggered!

he hadn’t been stubborn on

the divorce h

smoothly, would Keira have

gotter

into the sea,

chance for

this,

corpse, unrecognizable, was brought

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heart felt as if it had

from his chest.

two days, he had grown accustomed to the pain.

his chest, he

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

and gentlemanly

the ashtray from the coffee table and

“Bang!”