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.

to ask, "Why does this pretty lady with

to gently pat her head, then turned

Keira was perplexed.

could answer, Jenkins and Erin

an eyebrow. "What's

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

group didn't know what to

thought for a moment but

on the other hand, swallowed audibly and turned to look at Keira, her expression

Keira was dumbfounded.

did she suddenly feel like everyone

stepped

grabbed Keira's hand and led her

once they were in the

at her, his voice calm. "Your call.

raised an eyebrow. "So… no plans? You just

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

stifled a laugh. "What is this? Jealousy? Or are you

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

has a legitimate excuse—his eating disorder means he can

Eating eight bowls of pasta in one sitting—do they not care

reached over and rubbed her wrist

arts,

firmly. "That

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

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

the road, the

bit. Keira opened the sunroof and windows, letting the breeze blow