My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Chapter 187 Entering the Ward

Keira could feel Lewis and Uncle Olsen on the right side of the ward, so after leaving the room, she merely glanced briefly in that direction before heading left. ‘

Therefore, when Uncle Olsen saw the door open, he also glanced briefly and then fixed his gaze on her from behind, narrowing his eyes.

Keira’s silhouette was tall and straight, giving off a bamboo-like quality.

That quality resembled Mrs. Olsen closely.

Uncle Olsen had long heard of the illegitimate

daughter because she grew up by Mrs. Olsen’s side and bore Mrs. Olsen’s shadow.

Isla just resembled an empty shell.

Yet merely the silhouette of Keira seemed to bear a striking similarity to Mrs. Olsen’s elegance.

His greedy gaze stayed on her a bit longer.

He wanted to see in Keira what Mrs. Olsen looked like when she was young, but unfortunately, it had been over twenty years since he had seen Mrs. Olsen, and

her face had become blurry in his memory.

Uncle Olsen very prudently withdrew his gaze.

After Keira took a left turn into the staircase entrance, she then answered the call, asking, “Holly, what’s up?”

The call was from Holly Sims.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The fact that she kept calling even after being hung up on once meant there must be something important.

Holly said, “Connor Hill’s trial verdict is out. He’s been convicted of premeditated murder, so he’s been given a suspended death sentence. He’s likely to be transferred to prison tomorrow, and after that, he won’t be our responsibility anymore. Have you really been unable to get him to reveal the secret about you?”

Keira lowered her gaze. “Thanks for the heads you delay it for another two days for me?”

She always had this intuition that the secret Connor was about to divulge was of paramount importance to her.

Holly immediately said, “No problem. I’ll apply for a delayed transfer, postponing it to the day after

tomorrow. But Keira, Isla is carrying Connor’s child. As long as this child exists, for the child’s future glory and

wealth, he definitely won’t speak. We can’t pry mouth open.”

“I’ll think of another way.”

After hanging up, Keira narrowed her eyes.

Then she calmly pushed the door open and headed back.

Ellis thought Uncle Olsen would give her a hard time, and so did Lewis, which was why they hadn’t wanted her to leave, but in truth, she wasn’t afraid at all.

The word “afraid” simply wasn’t in her dictionary.

To her surprise, Lewis was standing alone at the door while Uncle Olsen was nowhere to be seen.

Keira walked over and arched an eyebrow. “Where i

he?”

“He’s gone to wait in the car for news,” Lewis said.

“Someone who got wind of him coming to Oceanion tried to get cozy with him, so he left to avoid disturbing the peace of the ward,” Lewis elaborated.

Keira nodded, then said, “I’ll stay here to watch over things, and if you have business to take care of, go ahead.”

Lewis took her hand. “Then I’ll go work in the car downstairs. Call me if you need anything.”

“Okay.”

Keira entered the ward and saw Mrs. Olsen still deep in slumber, so she found a spot on the nearby sofa to sit down.

The night deepened, and the ward gradually quieted down.

Leaning back in the chair, Keira unwittingly fell asleep.

When the morning sunshine flooded the ward, she jolted awake and checked the time-just six in the morning. She had managed to sleep for about four hours the night before.

Keira first looked toward Mrs. Olsen and saw her expression was still calm, seemingly dreaming about something as her brows were slightly knitted together.

Keira then turned to Taylor.

The sight made her startle!

In just one night, Taylor’s hair had gone half white! His face was haggard, his eyes sunk in, clearly having not slept all night, with the whites bloodshot.

His mouth was alarmingly pale with cracks showing traces of blood, and in a single night, his face had sprouted a fine stubble. He had aged considerably.

But he seemed unconcerned, still gripping Mrs. Olsen’s hand tightly, occasionally damping her lips with a water-soaked cotton swab.

Watching this, Keira felt a stir in her heart.

She couldn’t help but pour Taylor a glass of water.

Taylor looked at the hand that suddenly appeared before him, paused slightly, and followed it to see Keira, but this time, he didn’t burst into anger.

He silently accepted the water and only took a co of sips before placing it aside.

Noise also came from outside the door.

Isla came in carrying breakfast and, upon seeing Keir and Taylor, her pupils shrank slightly. She then said, “Dad, you haven’t rested or eaten anything all-night. I bought you breakfast. Please try to eat a little.”

Taylor gestured dismissively and said, “There’s no need.”

His response immediately surprised both Isla and Keira.

It turned out that, overnight, Taylor’s voice had become incredibly hoarse…

If it wasn’t for the few sips of water he just had, he probably wouldn’t have been able to speak at all now.

Seeing this, Keira couldn’t help but comfort him. “You should relax; Mrs. Olsen will be all right. When she wakes up, she surely won’t want to see you like this.”

Isla followed suit. “Dad, please eat something.”

But Taylor continued to gesture no. “Shirley is unconscious and can’t eat. I won’t eat until she wakes up.”

He was very firm.

Having not interacted with him much and not being very close, Keira didn’t say more.

She went outside, preparing to go downstairs to get breakfast from Lewis.

Lewis had just sent her a message, saying that breakfast was ready.

But before she could go downstairs, Isla suddenly followed her and asked, “Keira, doesn’t it bother you that Dad isn’t eating anything at all?”

Keira frowned and ignored her.

But Isla quickly blocked her way and confronted her. “The Olsen family raised you, and this is how you treat Dad? That’s utterly heartless and ungrateful!”

Keira looked at her coldly. “Isla, don’t think that because Mrs. Olsen fainted, I won’t hit you.”

Hearing this, Isla didn’t step back as usual but instead suddenly moved closer to Keira, with a malicious glint in her eyes.

Downstairs, two stretch vehicles were parked in the parking lot.

Lewis was sitting in one of them.

He had taken a short rest of a few hours last night and now had the breakfast he bought arranged inside the car

He had sent a message to Keira. If she woke up, she could come downstairs. She replied just now saying she would be right down, but he had yet to come.

This prompted him to get out of the car.

Uncle Olsen was sitting in the other vehicle.

He hadn’t slept all night, always watching the position of the third-floor hospital ward. He too had just gotten out of the car to stretch his legs.

Upon encountering each other in the parking lot, they exchanged a glance.

Lewis walked toward Uncle Olsen as if he wanted to greet him…

But before he could speak, a piercing scream suddenly came from Mrs. Olsen’s room on the third floor!!

Lewis and Uncle Olsen were both taken aback.

Immediately, the two men, in unison, turned their heads and hurried up the stairs!!

What happened in the ward?

Could Mrs. Olsen have woken up?!

Neither of them waited for the elevator but instead

climbed directly to the third floor via the stairs.

They quickly arrived outside the hospital room, then they heard a voice from inside, “Blood, so much blood…”

The pupils of both Lewis and Uncle Olsen shrank slightly. Without any further hesitation, they immediately pushed the door open and entered!