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.

does this pretty

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

Keira was perplexed.

she could answer, Jenkins and

raised an eyebrow. "What's

his gaze, a sheepish look on his face. "Nothing, really. I just

group didn't know what

for a moment but stayed

audibly and

Keira was dumbfounded.

like everyone

Lewis stepped

he grabbed Keira's

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

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

an eyebrow. "So… no plans? You just made that

didn't 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 deal.

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

muttered, his face darkening. "They're like moths to a flame—constantly orbiting you, like their lives depend on it.

harder. "Sean has a legitimate excuse—his eating disorder means he

rest of them? Eating eight

and rubbed her wrist gently. "I don't

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

"That

was, Keira nodded with a playful smile. "Alright, I'll listen to

Lewis nodded in satisfaction.

road, the two of them driving

opened the sunroof and windows, letting the breeze blow in and lift her hair. It was