How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire

Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Taylor Olsen was slightly startled.

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

One characteristic of a psychogenic cough is that it would get worse at night.

Aunt South turned on the light.

Everyone saw Mrs. Olsen sitting up, covering her mouth with her hand, her face flushed red from coughing.

She clutched at her chest, her slender frame trembling violently with each cough, a sight that struck fear into the hearts of those watching.

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Taylor Olsen steadied her by the shoulders, “Shirley, what’s wrong? How are you feeling?”

But Mrs. Olsen said, “The medicine… cough cough cough!”

Taylor Olsen was confused.

However, Aunt South understood immediately, and dashed out to fetch Keira Olsen’s bottle of medicine, “Madam, here’s your medicine!”

Mrs. Olsen nodded, and as Aunt South nervously opened the bottle and was about to hand her a pill, Isla Olsen grabbed her hand.

Isla Olsen frowned and said, “Could the sudden worsening of mother’s cough be caused by this medicine? We should not take medicine with unknown origins…”

Her intuition told her that this medicine might really work!

So she couldn’t let Mrs. Olsen take it!

She looked at Taylor Olsen.

When someone is biased against another person, everything that person does is wrong.

Keira Olsen was Finley Hill’s daughter, which was the greatest bias Taylor Olsen had against her!

As expected, Taylor Olsen angrily said, “This Keira Olsen, more trouble than she’s worth! I’ve always said she was unreliable. Shirley, you’re so good to her, yet she brings you medicine that harms you!”

Isla Olsen felt a surge of triumph inside.

However, Mrs. Olsen, seizing a moment between coughs, looked toward Aunt South, “Give me the medicine! Cough cough cough…”

Aunt South, ever loyal to her, immediately handed the pill to Mrs. Olsen, who promptly popped it into her mouth…

“Shirley!”

Taylor Olsen cried out in alarm, wanting to intervene, but he found… Mrs. Olsen had stopped coughing!

After she managed to suppress the bout of coughing and took a deep breath, she looked at them with furrowed brows and confidently said, “It’s certain, the medicine from Kiera worked.”

“…”

Once Mrs. Olsen’s cough had subsided and she had truly fallen asleep, the group once again gathered outside.

Isla Olsen’s face was pale as she bit her lip, “Dad, Kiera is so amazing, to have actually bought a miracle drug?”

“What can she possibly do on her own, it must have been Mr. Horton who helped her buy it,” said Taylor Olsen, his brows deeply furrowed. “It seems Old Mrs. Horton really values her…”

Isla Olsen immediately clenched her fingers.

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In the VIP ward.

“What did we have for lunch today?”

Old Mrs. Horton racked her brains, “Oatmeal? It doesn’t seem right… It was pasta! Brat, am I right?”

Lewis Horton smiled and nodded, “Right.”

Old Mrs. Horton spoke proudly, “I knew my memory was fine, my brain works just fine!”

Lewis Horton didn’t speak.

If one looked carefully, they would realize that his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

Actually, they had rice for lunch, and grandma had forgotten again.

Her condition seemed to be worsening, her memory starting to deteriorate…

At that moment, Keira Olsen lazily spoke up, “Grandma, what color was Mr. Horton’s tie yesterday?”

Old Mrs. Horton immediately said, “Purple! That brat is so stylish, he even wore diamond cufflinks.”

“And the day before?”

“Blue! That blue tie, I bought it for him myself~”

Keira Olsen smiled lightly, looking at Lewis Horton with an implied meaning, “Grandma remembers the things she cares about very clearly.”

Lewis Horton looked at her.

The girl sat on a beanbag chair, sinking deep into it.

She lounged idly, her head bowed as she fiddled with her phone, her waterfall-like black hair casually spilling down her back, setting off her increasingly fair skin, making her seem as if she was bathed in a soft glow.

What she had just said was meant to comfort him.

His anxious heart gradually soothed…

The little old lady suddenly laughed, “My granddaughter-in-law, everything I just said was right, wasn’t it?”

Keira Olsen: “Yes.”

The little old lady then looked at Lewis Horton, “You brat, did you see that? Your wife even remembers so clearly what you wear every day! You’re in her heart!”

Keira Olsen: !!

She simply had a photographic memory, she really hadn’t tried to remember these things on purpose!

She wanted to explain something but saw that Lewis Horton was looking at the computer in front of him, not paying any attention to them.

He hadn’t taken the little old lady’s words to heart, had he?

Then she wouldn’t explain, to avoid looking suspicious without cause.

Keira Olsen didn’t notice that the man’s ears were faintly red; she turned her attention back to her phone and to her work, the final wrap-up for Alzheimer’s research, which was utterly perplexing.

She simply stood up, “I’m going to take a walk.”

As she was walking downstairs with the Shiba Inu named “Kitty,” someone patted her on the shoulder.

Turning around, she saw a sleazy-looking middle-aged man standing behind her, grinning at her, “Hey, my great-niece, long time no see!”

Keira Olsen’s expression cooled.

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

He was unemployed and a gambling addict.

As he spoke, his mouth emitted a foul stench, and his yellow teeth were enough to make anyone feel sick.

Keira Olsen stepped back, “What are you doing here?”

Finley Hill rubbed his hands together, his voice sleazy, “Hey, I heard my great-niece has got in with the Horton family, huh? Your uncle is a little short on cash lately, can you lend me some money?”

Keira Olsen scoffed.

Poppy Hill was notoriously overindulgent with her brother, squatting in the Olsen family home and transferring all living expenses given by the Olsens to this brother.

After leaving the Olsen family, Finley Hill shamelessly approached her for money multiple times.

Eventually, probably seeing that she was “really broke,” he finally backed off.

She hadn’t expected him to come around again…

Keira Olsen said bluntly, “I don’t have money.”

Finley Hill didn’t believe her, “You’ve been tending to that old lady so well, she hasn’t given you any money?”

Keira Olsen narrowed her eyes, “Not yet, but maybe she will in the future?”

Finley Hill instantly smiled, “Then you must lend it to your uncle. If you give more, I could tell you a secret!”

“Fine.”

Finley Hill didn’t dare to cause a scene here; after all, this VIP ward housed the wealthy and noble, and there were security guards patrolling nearby. He left with a heh heh laugh.

Keira Olsen snorted in derision. @@novelbin@@

At that moment, her phone rang. Picking it up, she saw it was Mrs. Olsen.

She immediately answered.

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Isla Olsen paced anxiously around the room.

She wanted to secure her place in the Horton family through Dr. South!

Yet the entire day today, Dr. South hadn’t replied to Mrs. Olsen’s messages!

Jake Horton had sent several WhatsApp messages, persistently inquiring about Dr. South’s matters; she couldn’t delay any longer…

Isla Olsen suddenly stopped, tiptoed into the sickroom.

She took the phone from beside the sleeping Mrs. Olsen, then stepped out and headed to the corridor.

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

The phone rang three times before it was answered.

The voice on the other end was cool and clear, “Hello, Mrs. Olsen, what’s the matter?”

Upon hearing this voice, Isla Olsen froze, that voice…

“Keira Olsen?!”