My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Lewis shot Sean a sharp look, his brows knitting in clear displeasure. A wave of tension swept over him.

Keira studied Sean thoughtfully. With his good looks, she'd definitely remember if she'd seen him before.

Just as she was thinking, Sean spoke up, "Fragrance Hall, Room 5."

Keira's eyes widened, surprise clear on her face. She looked Sean up and down before letting go of his arm.

The moment she released him, Sean coughed a bit, and Lewis reluctantly let go of Sean's guard, who rushed over to his boss. "Are you okay, sir?"

Sean waved him off, exhausted, and sank into the sofa.

Lewis turned to Keira, puzzled. "You know him?"

Keira looked Sean over again. "Are you…the 'Church' from Room 5?"

up, and he gave a small smile. "That's

Lewis cleared his throat, wanting answers. "Who is

across this special chef in Oceanion at Fragrance Hall who made a meal he could actually eat. Finally, he found food he could keep down! Since then, he's traveled weekly to eat there, slowly gaining some weight. He even managed

assistant looked pleadingly at Keira. "We asked everyone at Fragrance Hall about the chef, but nobody would tell us a thing. Then we learned, sadly, that the chef, Mrs. Horton…had passed away four months ago. Our boss was devastated. Without those meals, he knew he'd wither away

he didn't even believe she was really gone, and instead of returning to Oceanion, he'd moved here to Clance. We

to find out where he was staying. We only got a hint when some incident at the Horton family estate hit the news. Then we saw you, Ms. Olsen, and heard of the engagement to Keera Olsen. The name Keera sounds an awful lot like Keira, so we just had to come

hid behind Sean, looking nervous. Sean took a deep breath, glanced at Keira, and said, "Ms. Olsen, I'm sorry for

had a proper meal in four months. If this keeps up, I won't last much longer. I just need you to confirm it's you…and, well,

he's dropped back down to barely

Keira studied Sean carefully.

that room, paying a small fortune each week for a single meal. She'd even made a point to cook for him herself despite her busy schedule. Eventually, that turned

then, he'd been so thin, she couldn't believe he was even standing. The face now before her, though still

with a loud cough. "You mean to tell

It was your cooking that gave me a second

smile and waved him off. "No need to be so