My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

307 Slap in the Face

After she sent Howard and his mother away, Keira calmed down a lot.

She looked at Lewis, feeling somewhat of a headache.

The hug just now had nearly revealed her identity… Now, even if she denied it, Lewis wouldn’t believe her.

But what if she admitted it?

They still couldn’t be together…

As she was deep in thought, Mary’s voice came from outside. “Keera, Keera! I’m here to keep you company!”

With those words, Mary burst energetically through

the door.

Upon seeing Lewis, she was momentarily taken aback “Who’s this?”

Her gaze fixated on his face, examining it for a long time before she finally spoke with confusion. “You look… so familiar?”

Seeing this, Keira quickly said, “Mr. Horton, if you

have w other matters, you can leave now. Mary

don’t

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and I have things to discuss.”

Mary is from the Davis family!

Lewis’s biological mother was also from the Davis family; she should be Mary’s paternal aunt!

Lewis didn’t resemble the other Hortons much, so he

probably took after his mother… That was why Mary thought he looked familiar.

Lewis, upon seeing a member of the Davis family, indeed calmed down. He clenched his jaw, stayed silent for a long while, and eventually said, “Keira, I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’ll come back for you.”

Leaving these words behind, he strode away with his assistants and bodyguards in tow.

After everyone had left, Mary teased Keira with a win “Keera, who was that guy? Is he interested in you? But he sure pronounces your name strangely…”

Of course, it was strange.

He was calling her Keira, not Keera.

Keira complained inwardly and asked, “What are you

here for?”

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Mary grabbed her hand. “Didn’t you just get divorced? Tonight, I’m taking you to a fun place to celebrate!”

a warmth

knew Mary was afraid Keera would

“That won’t be necessary. I

came over, took Keira’s hand, and said understandingly, “Mommy, you go have fun with Mary. I’ll be fine with

The place we’re going to tonight

Keira with no choice but to follow behind.

Mary had brought her to an indoor

only suitable for children, but also for adults

“When we were little, we often

We said that when

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here for so long, but she was too young at first

later on…”

lost contact and never

eyes.

still alive, she would have said

things? Amy, come on, I’ll take you to play in the

“Yay! That’s awesome!”

There were slides to go down from above.

expected the litt

Keira exchanged a glance and smiled, then let Amy slide down on her

only one passage, so Mary slid down

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made an exaggerated gesture and shouted loudly; after sliding down, she got buried in the ocean of balls, yelling, “Amy, come find your godmother!”

down, then started moving the balls aside next to Mary, trying to

watched and couldn’t help

was moving the balls aside, suddenly a chubby five-year-old boy

if they hit someone, it wouldn’t hurt. Besides, everyone was throwing them

a ball and to it back gently, hitting the

in anger. “Why

it at me!”

and said timidly, “So-sorry… I thought you were

finish, the little boy burst into tears, crying out, “Mommy, she hit me with the ball!”

was

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down, with Mary also emerging

balls.

reactions weren’t fast

rushed over and slapped her across the face, then pushed Amy forcefully!

that Amy almost flew off the ground. She slammed hard into the sea of balls!

flailing her arms in the balls, crying out

Amy at the same time. They scooped her out of the balls, and Keira hurriedly embraced the little

daughter, over the past month they had spent all their time together, and Am shared a mysterious blood connection with her as if she was her only relative in this world.

affection

tried to calm her. “Amy, good girl, don’t cry, don’t cry… Mommy’s

was used to being mistreated by Howard’s

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at home and hadn’t been

she was initially frightened, she stopped crying when she heard “don’t cry” and clamped her mouth shut, hiccupping a sob.