My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

678 Chapter 677

Jake instinctively moved to shield Keira from the oncoming milk tea. But as soon as he stepped in front of her, someone yanked his arm, and the next thing he knew, Keira was the one standing in front of him.

Thud!

Before the drink could reach her, Keira kicked it away. Still, since it was a liquid, some of it splashed out, landing on her arm.

Jake froze, then chuckled to himself.

He'd done it again—forgotten that Keira wasn't just any ordinary girl…

Most girls in a situation like this would look for protection, but Keira never needed that.

She was strong and confident.

Even back in college, she was often the subject of gossip, but she never cared.

She never punished herself for other people's mistakes.

Suddenly, Jake realized it wasn't that she was too strong; it was that he wasn't good enough, not worthy to stand in front of her.

For Keira, it was just about keeping things even. Business was business—she genuinely believed in Jake's potential. But personally? She didn't want anything more to do with him.

Keira felt a bit grossed out as the sticky liquid rolled down her arm. She had a mild case of OCD, so she immediately frowned and turned to look at the girl who had thrown the drink.

The culprit was a young woman, and she glared back at Keira with righteous indignation. The moment Keira looked at her, she yelled, "What're you looking at? Yeah, I threw it! If you've got guts, call the cops on me! Go ahead! My parents were scientists who died at the hands of foreign spies. I despise traitors more than anything!"

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, and tears welled up as she spoke.

Nearby, others pulled out their phones, recording the scene.

"Serves you right for helping people you shouldn't. You deserve it! Don't worry, sweetie; if you go to the police, we'll all go with you! We're backing you up!"

"What's she got to complain about? Even if she calls the cops, no one's gonna care, believe me!"

The girl then addressed the crowd. "Thank you all for your support, but I'll take responsibility. I threw it, so if she calls the cops, they can arrest me. A few days in jail won't change my mind—I still think she's trash!"

"She doesn't even deserve milk tea! Next time, someone should throw something nastier at her!"

"Garbage! A disgrace to society!"

decent enough, but who knew

"..."

everyone backing her up, the girl still looked like she'd go down fighting. Shaking off the milk tea from her arm, Keira

calling

lock this poor girl up for a few days and give her

walked in. She grabbed a pack of

we don't sell

was cold

mid-scan, frowning.

we're not selling anything to

cashier stared her down. "We may be a small business, but even

Keira clenched her jaw.

you worried I'll report you to customer

down or revoke our business license, I'm still not selling to you!" The cashier sneered. "Anyone in bed with a traitor like that scumbag isn't any better. I may just be an ordinary citizen, but I know that a strong country is the only way to protect the life

Keira was stunned.

that this

been talking about, but facing it

their courage to stand up to what they saw as evil forces, and she appreciated their love for their country. If someone else

lips and walked

Olsen, who supports a known traitor, was refused service when trying to buy tissues. This incident has stirred up strong patriotic feelings across the community. Let's

paused, then

"Don't run, you traitor!"

of people began following her, seemingly ready to

picked

hurt anyone, but her patience had its limits.

against me and inhaling the familiar scent,

my gaze, I saw

was stern, yet his eyes burned with

him eased my fear instantly, making me forget that we had broken up. I clung to the hem

arms around my waist,

just as a wave of

and it felt as though I was lifted off the ground,

of

wasn't the first time I had seen Ernest stand up for someone, the way he was single-handedly taking down a group had

background, his prowess

the leader of Club Q being targeted. I hadn't considered Ernest before,

further, Ernest had grounded the