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

his head with a smile, reached out to gently pat her

Keira was perplexed.

could answer, Jenkins and Erin

raised an eyebrow. "What's

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

didn't know what

a moment

and turned to

Keira was dumbfounded.

feel like everyone thought she was their

stepped in decisively. "We're

that, he grabbed Keira's hand and led her

parking lot, and once they were in the car, she asked, "Where are we going? What's so

his voice calm. "Your call.

an eyebrow. "So… no plans? You just

I can't even bear to let

is this? Jealousy? Or are you just

flame—constantly orbiting you, like their lives

"Sean has a legitimate excuse—his eating disorder means

Lewis grumbled. "But what about the rest of them? Eating eight bowls of pasta in one sitting—do they not care about wearing

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

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

different," Lewis said firmly. "That was exercise.

adamant he was, Keira nodded with a playful smile. "Alright, I'll listen to you. From now on,

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

road, the two of them

colder, today had warmed up a bit. Keira opened the sunroof and windows, letting the breeze blow in and lift her hair. It