My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire?

Chapter 204 Who Is It

Chapter 204  Who Is It

After Ellis finished speaking, he saw Keira's expression instantly darken.

Her gaze was icy as she stared at him, her voice cold and tinged with anger, "You think so too, that Mrs. Olsen had an affair during her marriage?"

She still wasn't used to calling Mrs. Olsen "Mom"...

Feeling the chill emanating from her, Ellis swallowed and suddenly didn't dare to speak, and he waved his hand. "That's not what I mean. I was trying to say…"

"There's nothing to say. My family's affairs seem to have nothing to do with you!"

Leaving that remark behind, Keira turned and left.

All that remained was Ellis standing there, so frustrated that he complained to Lewis. "Hey, manage your wife, will you? How can she speak to me like that?"

Lewis looked at him and scoffed. "You have a problem with that?"

Ellis was speechless.

Lewis didn't bother with him any further and followed after Keira, heading toward the third-floor inpatient department…

Holly stayed behind, continuing to watch the emergency room.

She frowned tightly.

Ellis looked at her and suddenly said, "Officer Sims, right? May I ask if Isla has committed a crime?"

Holly frowned. "There's no evidence."

Everything Isla said in front of Connor was in person, without leaving any trace of verbal or written evidence.

Today's incident was also more of a moral issue than a legal one…

Isla appeared to have had her uterus removed as if she had been punished. But could this consequence truly punish her for the evil she had done before?

With the malice she had for Keira, what if she recovered and started to make trouble again?

As Holly pondered with great difficulty, she saw Ellis reveal a sinister smile. He slapped his hand in excitement. "Is that so? That's excellent!"

Holly was taken aback.

…

Lewis followed Keira as they traversed the hospital building.

He walked quietly beside her, feeling although the girl wasn't speaking, her heart seemed to be bursting with joy.

Lewis couldn't help but glance at her.

Keira's bright eyes were fixed on the path ahead, glittering with a hope he had never seen before as if she were about to take flight.

Yet soon after, she seemed to recall Poppy's slanders against Mrs. Olsen and slightly frowned.

Lewis couldn't help but smile, then said, "Do you like Taylor very much?"

Keira was startled, then shook her head. "No."

To her, Taylor was nothing more than a stranger.

Lewis nodded, then said, "Then you shouldn't take Poppy's words to heart."

Keira looked at him, then glanced around before leaning closer to him, covering her mouth with her hand and whispering, "Do you think Taylor knows that I'm not his daughter?"

Lewis found it amusing, so he also leaned in closer, covering his mouth as well and whispering, "I think he probably knows."

Keira's eyes immediately lit up. "How can you tell?"

Lewis then straightened up, smiling. "Don't you think the way Mrs. Olsen and Taylor interact with each other is very strange?"

Keira was taken aback.

Lewis said, "Mrs. Olsen is supposed to be unbending, isn't she?"

Keira nodded.

Mrs. Olsen's personality was like a bamboo, appearing fragile and slender, but her backbone was strong and upright. She wasn't someone to be trifled with.

Moreover, she was quite capable, and the Olsen family's company was doing more than enough to provide for them.

She also knew many powerful and influential people in Clance. Mr. Allen was very polite to Mrs. Olsen, and Uncle Olsen regarded her with curiosity...

Such a legendary woman was certainly not a traditional housewife!

Lewis continued. "So have you ever thought about how such a person was manipulated by Poppy back then, allowing her to enter the Horton family's home with an illegitimate daughter?"

Lewis deliberately emphasized the words "illegitimate daughter" and saw a reactive response in Keira's pupils.

It seemed he needed to mention it more in the future, to make her indifferent to these words.

Keira tightened her jaw. "So, what are you implying?"

"Is it possible that Mrs. Olsen and Taylor knew that you weren't Taylor's daughter, and that's why Mrs. Olsen took in Poppy out of consideration for the child she was carrying. Later, I noticed she wasn't at all bothered by your presence back then. On the other hand, Taylor seemed troubled by your existence as if afraid you would ruin his marriage to Mrs. Olsen."

Lewis rarely spoke so much, but now he patiently explained. "Indeed, I've never seen any legal wife who would let a mistress and her illegitimate daughter live in her house. This is the modern era. Polygamy is illegal."

Keira had actually guessed as much before, but hearing him say it out loud convinced her even more.

She nodded, then sighed. "If only Mrs. Olsen hadn't been soft-hearted back then... that would've been better."

Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world.

At that thought, she suddenly realized that right before Mrs. Olsen fainted, she had seen a photo that Keira had given her, and then her face changed dramatically.

So, Mrs. Olsen actually knew who her biological father was, didn't she?! Keira immediately felt more confident and said, "I don't believe Mrs. Olsen would commit adultery, so let's just ask Taylor!"

Lewis nodded.

The two entered the elevator to go to the third-floor ward.

As soon as they got out, they saw Taylor in a standoff with Uncle Olsen at the door of the hospital room.

Uncle Olsen's back was to them, limiting Keira's view of his expression.

Taylor was staring at him. "Please stop disturbing Shirley. I can take care of her myself. We don't need you here."

Uncle Olsen scoffed. "Her child was switched at birth, and you call that taking care of her?"

Taylor was taken aback; he hadn't rested for a day and a night, his voice hoarse. Unable to send the other man away, he said, "I presume Shirley doesn't want to see you, either."

Uncle Olsen, with his back to the two, didn't respond.

Keira saw him clench his fists, nod at Taylor, then dejectedly walk toward the staircase and disappear around the corner.

He seemed a bit lonely, but he never looked back.

Once he left, Taylor quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his gaze met Keira's...

Both remained silent for a moment.

Downstairs.

Uncle Olsen got off the stairs but didn't get into a car.

He stood in the parking lot, lighting up a cigarette, and took a deep drag. As the smoke curled around him, he looked up toward the third floor.

He then chuckled sardonically at himself and lowered his head to get into the car.

At that moment, Ellis ran over, his demeanor lively and youthful like a recent college graduate. As soon as he got into the car, he looked at Uncle Olsen with a secretive air. "Uncle, Keira isn't Taylor's daughter! Could her father be you?!"