My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Jenkins was utterly defeated.

She ignored everyone and retreated straight to her tiny room at the Olsen estate.

Despite her cover as Lion being blown, she wasn't treated any differently. Still, the accommodations didn't match the comfort Erin enjoyed in Charles's room—especially since Charles had voluntarily moved into the guestroom for her.

Jenkins sprawled on her bed, torn between crying and screaming.

So Clownfish had driven her away just to flex some control? As long as she left, everything was fine, and returning was perfectly okay?

For years, she had longed to see her friends in Country A but didn't dare visit, fearing she'd endanger them. Now, after everything, it turned out she'd been overthinking it.

She clenched her fists in frustration. Clownfish was maddening! Infuriating!

Grabbing her pillow, she pummeled it as if it were Clownfish's face. The occasional muffled yells from her room echoed faintly into the hall.

In the living room, Erin glanced at Keira, who was working on her laptop. "Should we, I don't know, try to console her? She sounds pretty crushed."

look up. "Why bother? Peter's already standing outside her

raised a brow. "But he hasn't

tries right now is asking for trouble. Didn't you see the murderous

She cracked open a bag of pistachios. "Honestly, if I were her, I'd lose it too. Clownfish hasn't changed a bit since we were kids—always messing with people for

typing. "What does Clownfish even

years old! How's anyone supposed to know how they'd turn out?

deepened. She wanted as much information

placed

kids?" Keira pressed. "Anything odd

yeah, she was a weird kid—kept to herself, never joined in during nap time, playtime, or even group baths. She'd just sit alone. Oh, and she had a thing

eccentric. Clownfish hated going home. And yeah, she was a weird kid—kept to herself, never joined in during nap time, playtime, or even group baths. She'd just sit alone. Oh, and she had a thing for bugs. Used to bring all kinds of creepy crawlies to school. Once, she put a rat in Keera's

Keira blinked. "A rat?"

soft she is—totally the type to freak out over stuff like

a mischievous child; Clownfish's behavior had always been

"And?" Keira prompted.

for stuff from

recall their own painful experiences while easily forgetting others'. And at that age,

Clownfish's personality sounded