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.

into the room then—one older

then, refused the men they sent to you, and

Jessica.

silently memorized her

before all this. Stealing Keera was my desperate attempt to give them a bargaining chip. But even that wasn't enough. After I lost the inheritance battle, I was stripped of every shred of dignity. Month after month, they came to inject me with ovulation hormones, trying to force me to bear more heirs for the South family. If I hadn't had my uterus removed, I'd probably still

man sighed quietly,

of Jessica, taking her

younger one aside. "Knock it off with your little act, you scheming bastard! Jessica, he's not genuine. Don't let him

watching the

was witnessing two men bickering over a woman—a dynamic she thought only

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

gaze shifted to the

South family still sends me one man a year. Ryan

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

"There you go again, spinning your innocent

a pleading, puppy-dog look, his

spend every night with you? Why do you

failing to find the words. In the end, he