My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 8

Keira clenched her jaw, feeling utterly anxious.

Just as she was about to leave, Mrs. Olsen sent her a WhatsApp message. “There’s no rush. Are you working this Saturday? I’d like to buy you lunch.”

Only then did Keira understand that her concern had made her anxious.

Lunch at the Olsen’s?

A bitter smile crept onto her lips.

Ten years ago, when she moved out of the Olsen residence, she went back the first weekend.

She entered the backyard and watched through the glass window as Mrs. Olsen, Isla, and Taylor Olsen laughed and chatted. The joyous smile on Mrs. Olsen’s face was one she’d never seen before.

Poppy said, “Do you see that? Without you around, they are a real family of three. If you really care about Mrs. Olsen, you shouldn’t stay away from her.”

Eventually, Keira left quietly.

She only returned on Mrs. Olsen’s birthday each year, leaving a small gift at the doorstep…

After so many years, it was probably time to see her again, right?

Keira responded to the message. “I should be the one buying. Let’s meet this Saturday at 6 pm. See you there.”

She sent over the location of a restaurant.

Visiting the Olsen house could cause unnecessary disputes. It would be better to meet outside, where she could have a quiet chat with Mrs. Olsen, and check on her health…

Mrs. Olsen said, “Alright, see you then.”

After ending the chat with Mrs. Olsen, Keira saw several new messages from “Grandson”.

“As my grandmother ages, she’s becoming more like a child with a hot temperament. You need a lot of patience.

“She has trouble sleeping. Her nights are restless.

“She needs to take two blue pills a day, one in the morning and one at night…”

There were five messages in total, the last one read,

“The above is forwarded from our family doctor’s instructions. I’m grateful for your help. If Granny doesn’t feel well, please contact me immediately.”

Upon reading this, Keira quietly entered the bedroom and sent a short video to “Grandson”.

*

Not far down the street, two vehicles were parked discreetly.

The first minivan was fully equipped and looked like a small suite.

Lewis was dressed in a black suit and was sitting on the couch, working on his computer.

Old Mrs. Horton’s family doctor sat in the corner, his face stern, ready for any emergencies.

Changing her environment could disrupt old Mrs. Horton’s sleep, which was crucial for her frail body.

Even slight negligence could risk her life.

The car at the back was loaded with emergency equipment, ready to leap into action if something happened, as they were close to Mrs. Horton’s location.

Lewis was lost in these thoughts when his phone buzzed with a new WhatsApp message.

Upon checking it, his usually impassive face looked a little surprised.

The family doctor immediately asked, “Did something happen to Mrs. Horton?”

Lewis pressed his lips together and showed him the video.

It depicted old Mrs. Horton sleeping soundly in a bed with a floral sheet. She was even snoring a little!

It was only nine o’clock in the evening!

Usually, they would be grateful if Mrs. Horton could fall asleep before one in the morning!

The family doctor looked astonished, “Mrs. Horton behaves differently around this young lady. If she can always stay with Mrs. Horton, I believe Mrs. Horton’s health will significantly improve!”

Having reached an advanced age, Mrs. Horton was physically weak, and sleep was a top priority.

Lewis clenched his jaw, his eyes brooding.

The next day.

Before setting out, Keira bid the old lady, who looked well-rested after a long night of sleep, farewell. “I’ve asked Samuel to keep you company. He’ll be here soon.”