My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

812 Chapter 811

Sean finished his sentence, then turned with a smile to look at Keira.

Keira didn't know what to say.

Lately, the man looked healthier, with a bit more fullness to his face, which somehow made him even more striking than when she'd first seen him at the Olsen residence.

When he smiled like that, it was like the first warm breeze of spring.

Keira couldn't help but smile back.

At this moment, Lewis cut in, his tone sharp. "Thanks, Mr. Church. When's the party? My wife and I would be honored to drop by."

Keira fell silent.

The jealousy was practically dripping.

This man was always jealous. Anywhere, anytime.

Sean didn't seem to notice Lewis's tone. He smiled and replied, "Three days from now."

Then, he glanced at Amy, waving gently. "What a cute little girl! Is she your sister's child?"

Amy still looked a little shy, her small, heart-shaped face endearing with its wide, almond-shaped eyes that curved like crescent moons when she smiled.

Hearing Sean's question, she gave him a sweet grin. "Hi, pretty sister."

Sean paused, then let out a chuckle. "Actually, I'm a pretty brother—or no, an uncle to you, technically. Calling me 'sister' makes me feel like I've skipped a whole generation."

Amy blinked at him, clearly confused.

"Why does this pretty

reached out to gently pat her head, then turned to Keira. "Miss Olsen, are you free for

Keira was perplexed.

answer, Jenkins and Erin

raised an eyebrow.

look on his face. "Nothing, really. I just figured, since I'm already

didn't know what

thought for a moment

the other hand, swallowed audibly and turned to

Keira was dumbfounded.

everyone thought she was their personal

could respond, Lewis stepped in decisively. "We're

that, he grabbed Keira's

in the car, she asked, "Where are we going? What's

his voice calm. "Your call. We haven't been on a date

no plans? You

them. I mean, I can't even bear to let you do that, and they act like it's no big deal. So

this? Jealousy? Or are you just worried

"They're like moths to a flame—constantly orbiting you, like their lives depend on it. Don't they have their own stuff to

means he can only handle my

of them? Eating eight bowls of pasta in one sitting—do

rubbed her wrist gently. "I don't want you

her hand with a smirk. "Back when I trained in martial arts,

said firmly. "That

with a playful smile. "Alright, I'll listen to you. From now on, I'll only cook

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

car glided onto the road, the two of them driving aimlessly through

bit. Keira opened the sunroof and windows,