My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 719

Keira looked at Lewis in disbelief, only to see him grab her hand. “Keira, before Grandma passed away, she might have had only one regret.”

“What regret?”

“That she never got to see our child.”

Keira was speechless.

Seeing Lewis finally able to joke, Keira understood that the atmosphere was getting a bit heavy.

She smiled and said, “Lewis, from now on, can we live happily every day? Let's make sure Grandma rests easy.”

“Alright.”

“Then let's go. Come with me to the kitchen, and we'll cook something for her!”

Keira tugged Lewis downstairs, and as they reached the bottom, they spotted Oliver cleaning the floor, pinching his nose in disgust.

In high spirits, Keira shouted, “Grandma, we're going to make you lunch!”

Old Mrs. Horton looked at them. “Huh? Who are you two?”

Keira just smiled and pulled Lewis into the kitchen.

The two of them prepared a lavish lunch for her.

By the time they served the food, Marisa and Selena had arrived. Over the past few days, the rest of the family had stayed around. It seemed like they were trying to get on old Mrs. Horton's good side, hoping to secure the shares she controlled.

Everyone was on their best behavior, especially Marisa and Selena, who went out of their way to be attentive, practically ready to feed old Mrs. Horton themselves.

Old Mrs. Horton was living quite comfortably.

Five days passed like this, and one morning, as Keira came downstairs, she overheard Nathan talking. “Mom, Uncle Julius is coming to visit today. You should see him.”

“My second brother-in-law? Of course, I want to see him,” old Mrs. Horton said with a smile.

Nathan followed up, “Since Uncle Julius will be here, how about we revise the will while he's around?”

“Why change it?” old Mrs. Horton asked. “Everything of mine is going to you and my eldest grandson anyway, right?”

Oliver grinned. “True, but we'd still like to make a few adjustments. Would that be alright?”

“Fine, fine, go ahead and change it,” old Mrs. Horton agreed.

Oliver's face fell.

Julius frowned deeply. “What's going on? Why doesn't she recognize Lewis?”

Nathan jumped in to explain, “Uncle, here's the thing. Ever since we moved to Clance, Lewis has been chasing after his fiancée and hasn't been home much. And with Mom's condition, the less she sees someone, the harder it is for her to remember. Meanwhile, Oliver, his wife, and their daughter have been here every day, taking care of her. Naturally, she's become more fond of them.”

The implication was clear—Nathan was accusing Lewis of not taking proper care of old Mrs. Horton.

Keira's expression darkened.

When they first moved to Clance, Lewis had indeed stayed with her at the Olsen residence and later at the South family's. But whenever he wasn't with her during the day, he would return home to spend time with old Mrs. Horton. How could Nathan claim he hadn't been looking after her?

Nathan was too old to still be playing these manipulative games.

As Keira fumed, Julius turned to Oliver. “You're the ones taking care of her? And what's this about your ‘wife and daughter'? Isn't it supposed to be your wife and son?”

At those words, Marisa and Selena froze, their expressions stiff.

Oliver cleared his throat. “Melissa and Jake weren't exactly behaving, so I kicked them out. That's why my relationship with Grandma wasn't great before.”