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 around

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whispering among themselves.

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and he’s going to such lengths for

really feel that’s not right. Mrs.

such a state that it would be better to bury her

was a rational man, but I ard that he hasn’t even been to the Horton

these conversations, Keira lowered

gaze.

Howard, next+

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already schmoozing with

walked out of the

ing hall.

woman ned in the

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in the gentle styles of Keera,

old Mrs. Horton’s courtyard.

were over at the main

the moment, Fiona was chatting with

nanny.

asked, “Has

lady’s body was fished up, Mr.

deeply emotional. Old Mrs. Horton is

they

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

window, she saw the man curled

on the couch.

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

clenched his fists,

reminded yet again of two days before, how he iotically waited at the

m….

he

meant she couldn’t bear to divorce im,

what he never expected was to eventually receive ews of her death!

rushed to the seaside, only o see Mrs. Olsen standing there,

back and

water.

felt his legs go

time the salvage crew surfaced, he hoped for

ten hours

sea for

swept away by

She could swim!

a sentence from Samuel shattered his

defenses.

him, muttered to himself, “It’s over. My boss is supposed to have her infusion today… She was meant to have it yesterday, but because of the divorce

Divorce…

Lewis staggered!

hadn’t been stubborn on

the divorce h

smoothly, would

gotter

had fallen into the sea, there could

chance for her to

about this, the salvage crew had

brought

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it had been pierced by thousands of arrows,

from his chest.

two days, he had

he

door. “Sir, Madam’s body is being taken to the funeral

always refined and gentlemanly man

reddened. He grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it

“Bang!”