My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 33: Keira Is Dr. South?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Taylor was slightly startled.

He exchanged a glance with Aunt South and immediately rushed into the ward.

One of the characteristics of a nervous cough was that it tended to get worse at night.

Aunt South switched on the light.

Everyone could see Mrs. Olsen sitting halfway up in bed, her hand covering her mouth, her face red from the effort of coughing.

She clutched her chest. Her frail body trembled violently with each cough. The sight was alarming.

Taylor steadied her by the shoulder. “Shirley, are you all right?”

But Mrs. Olsen said, “Medicine…” Then she coughed again.

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Aunt South, however, understood and immediately rushed out to bring in the medicine bottle given by Keira. “Mrs. Olsen, the medicine is here!”.

Mrs. Olsen nodded, and as Aunt South anxiously opened the bottle and was about to hand her a tablet, her hand was stopped by Isla.

Isla frowned and said, “Mom’s cough suddenly worsened. Could it have been caused by this medicine? I think it’s better not to take medicine with an unknown origin…”

Her intuition told her that the medicine might actually work!

That’s why she couldn’t let Mrs. Olsen take it!

She looked at Taylor.

When someone is prejudiced against another, everything the latter did seemed wrong.

Keira was the daughter of Poppy, and that was Taylor’s biggest prejudice against her!

As expected, Taylor said angrily, “Keira is always causing more harm than good! I’ve always said she’s unreliable. Despite your kindness to her, Shirley, she tries to harm you with this medicine!”

Isla’s heart leaped in satisfaction.

Mrs. Olsen, however, seized a momentary relief from her cough and looked to Aunt South, “Give me the… medicine!”

Aunt South, ever so loyal, immediately handed the tablet to Mrs. Olsen, who promptly put it in her mouth…

“Shirley!”

As Taylor yelled in alarm and tried to stop her, he realized Mrs. Olsen had stopped coughing!

She took a deep breath after her fit of coughing subsided, and then looked at them seriously. “It’s confirmed. It’s Keira’s medicine that worked.”

When Mrs. Olsen’s coughing finally stopped and she fell asleep, the others all came out to the outer room again.

Isla’s face was pale. She bit her lip and said, “Dad, is Keira really so capable that she actually managed to buy an effective medicine?”

“What capability does she have? It must have been Mr. Horton who helped her buy it.”

Taylor frowned. “It seems old Mrs. Horton really does favor her…”

Isla immediately clenched her fists.

In the VIP ward.

“What did we eat for lunch today?”

The old lady racked her brain. “Oatmeal? No… it was pasta! Brat, am I right?” Lewis nodded with a smile, “Correct.”

The old lady was pleased. “I know I don’t have any problems. My brain works fine!”

Lewis didn’t say anything.

Upon close inspection, one could tell that his eyes didn’t mirror his smile. In fact, they had rice for lunch. His grandmother had forgotten again.

Her condition seemed to be worsening, and her memory began to degenerate…

At this moment, Keira suddenly said, “Grandma, what color was Mr. Horton’s tie yesterday?”

The old lady immediately said, “Purple! This brat is very particular. He even wore diamond cufflinks.”

“And the day before yesterday?”

“Blue! I bought him that blue tie!”

Keira smiled lightly and looked meaningful at Lewis, “Grandma remembers the things she cares about very clearly.”

Lewis looked at her.

She was sitting in the recliner, sinking deeply into it.

She was lazily playing with her phone. With her head lowered, her long, black hair casually draped over her back, accentuating her fair skin and giving her an overall soft glow.

What she just said was intended to comfort him.

His anxiety gradually subsided.

The old lady suddenly chuckled. “Granddaughter-in-law, I was right, wasn’t I?” Keira said, “Yes.”

The old lady then looked at Lewis, “Brat, did you see that? Your wife even remembers clearly what you wear every day! She’s thinking about you all the time!”

Keira was shocked!

She merely has a photographic memory! She really didn’t intentionally remember these things!

She wanted to explain something but noticed that Lewis was staring at the computer in front of him, completely ignoring them.

He must have not taken the old woman’s words to heart, right?

In that case, she wouldn’t explain to avoid seeming overly defensive.

Keira didn’t notice the slight redness on his earlobes and once again focused on her work, the finishing touches of Alzheimer’s research, a problem that had her utterly stumped.

She rose to her feet. “I’m going for a walk.”

Just as she was about to take the Shiba Inu, “Kitten,” for a stroll, someone lightly tapped her shoulder.

She turned around to see a middle-aged man with a rowdy appearance standing behind her, grinning. “Niece, long time no see!”

Keira’s face darkened.

This man was Poppy’s brother, her uncle, Finley Hill.

He was jobless and thoroughly addicted to gambling.

He spoke with a foul breath, and his yellow, rotten teeth made her nauseous. Keira took a step back. “What are you here for?”

Finley rubbed his hands, and said sleazily, “Oh my, I hear that my dear niece has gotten into the good graces of the Horton family. I’m a bit tight on cash lately. Could you lend me some money?”

Keira sneered.

Poppy was extremely devoted to her brother. She squatted in the Olsen’s house without leaving and gave all the living expenses provided by the Olsen’s to this brother of hers.

After Keira left the Olsen family, Finley had shamelessly gone to see her several times for money.

Later, presumably seeing that she really had no money, he finally backed off.

Who would have thought he’d show up again now…

Keira said, “I have no money.”

Finley didn’t believe her. “You serve that old woman so well, and she hasn’t given you any money?”

Keira narrowed her eyes. “Not yet. Maybe she will in the future?”

Finley immediately laughed. “Then you must lend me some money when you get it. If you give me enough, I can tell you a secret!”

“Fine.”

Finley didn’t dare to make a fuss here. After all, the VIP ward was inhabited by either the rich or the powerful. With security patrolling nearby, he chuckled and left.

Keira gave a snort of derision.

Just then, her phone rang. She took it out to see that it was Mrs. Olsen.

She quickly answered the call.

Isla was anxiously pacing the room.

She was relying on Dr. South to secure her position in the Horton family!

But Dr. South hadn’t replied to Mrs. Olsen’s messages all day today!

Jake had sent a few more WhatsApp messages, persistently asking about Dr.

South. Isla couldn’t keep stalling…

Isla suddenly stopped in her tracks and quietly entered the ward.

Mrs. Olsen was fast asleep, so Isla took the phone from her mother. She then went outside to the corridor.

She took a deep breath, unlocked the phone, found “South” in the contacts, and dialed the number.

The call was answered after three rings.

The person on the other end answered with a clear voice. “Hello, Mrs. Olsen.

What can I do for you?”

Upon hearing this voice, Isla froze. That voice was. “Keira?!”