My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

840 Chapter 839

Keira glanced at the woman before her and noticed how she tilted her head, deliberately showcasing the unscarred side of her face.

Keira suddenly walked closer and asked, "Did it hurt when half your face was destroyed?"

The woman froze for a moment, visibly startled by the question.

She clearly hadn't expected such a sudden inquiry, especially one that sounded like concern. A hint of sadness flashed in her eyes before she pressed her lips together and said, "I don't really remember anymore. It happened the year after you left. They ruined my face, and that was nearly twenty years ago now. It probably hurt a lot back then… Anyway, Keera, remember this: if you can't secure the position, get out. Change your face, take on a new identity, and never come back."

Keira studied Jessica's face, her voice low and contemplative. "Does everyone who loses end up like this?"

Though worried about Jodie South, Keira knew asking directly would trigger the woman's temper. Instead, she tried to probe indirectly.

The woman, however, saw right through her. "You're thinking about Jodie, aren't you? Well," she scoffed, "she's doing slightly better than me, I suppose. Word is, she gets whipped every day. Oh, they're probably streaming it live on tonight's news."

Keira's fists clenched tightly at the words.

The woman, unfazed, continued in a detached tone, "Still, that's a mild punishment, really. She's almost fifty now and past childbearing age. If they'd found her twenty years ago…" She trailed off, her gaze lowering.

the room then—one older and one

me back then, refused the men they sent to you, and secretly had your uterus removed, none of this would've happened. They wouldn't have broken your legs

Jessica.

silently memorized her

the inheritance battle, I was stripped of every shred of dignity. Month after month, they came to inject me with ovulation hormones,

quietly,

in front of Jessica, taking her

could respond, the older man shoved the younger one aside. "Knock it off with your little act, you scheming bastard!

stood silently, watching the

witnessing two men bickering over a woman—a dynamic she thought only existed in cheesy romance

turned to her and broke the awkward moment. "This is your Uncle Jake—he used to

to the younger

"Even though I'm not in power anymore, the South family still sends me one man a year. Ryan didn't want to be sent elsewhere, so he ended up staying

I've never been intimate with Jessica. You don't need to treat me as a rival. I just

go again, spinning your innocent

a pleading, puppy-dog look, his eyes

immediately turned to Jake, snapping, "That's enough! Don't I spend every night with you? Why do you have to

his teeth in frustration, pointing at Ryan but failing to find the words. In the end, he stomped off, heading