My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！ - Chapter 271
Chapter 271 Love
Upon hearing this, Keira’s pupils constricted.
….
She immediately tried to push open the door but found it was deadbolted from the inside.
“Step aside.”
Following that command, Uncle Olsen kicked out fiercely!
“Bang!”
The door was kicked open, sending wood splinters flying, but the two of them didn’t care and rushed straight into the room!
They saw the master bedroom’s floor was wet, and Mrs. Olsen’s hands were tied to the bathroom handrail with a belt; the floor was strewn with a bath towel and torn clothes…
Mrs. Olsen’s face was filled with anger and despair, her body trembling slightly.
Taylor was shirtless at the time, wearing only pants that were soaked through. Hearing the door open, he turned sharply, and upon seeing Uncle Olsen and Keira, he was taken aback.
He had loved Mrs. Olsen for over twenty years and still loved her deeply, but that love had twisted into something else. Nevertheless, his first instinct was concern for Mrs. Olsen’s embarrassment!
Especially in front of Uncle Olsen, he knew she would feel even more distressed, so Taylor’s first instinct was to grab a bath towel and cover Mrs. Olsen’s body!
And so, he managed to maintain Mrs. Olsen’s dignity in front of others…
Uncle Olsen only glanced once before he quickly averted his eyes, but his face suddenly turned ashen.
Mrs. Olsen’s hands were tied, her expression pained and hopeless, clearly not there by her own volition, and although she was wearing a bath towel, one could see the scars on her exposed shoulders and legs…
Had she been a victim of domestic abuse?!
This revelation struck Uncle Olsen, making his eyes instantly blaze with rage!
She was the woman he had adored for over twenty years, whom he held dear in his heart and he had longed for so ardently. She was someone he could have taken by force given his status, yet he had never dared to do such a thing, deeming it would defile his goddess. And now, had she been mistreated by that bastard Taylor?!
Fury taking over, he seized Taylor by the shoulder, dragged him forcefully out the door, and as soon as they were outside, his fist came crashing down!
He didn’t sneak a peek at Mrs. Olsen, maintaining his gentlemanly composure throughout.
Inside the bedroom.
Keira was also furious.
The mother she had always wanted to have, the one who was gentle and strong, who taught her to respect herself and not to despair over her origins, had been abused by Taylor?!
Like Uncle Olsen and Taylor, she knew Mrs. Olsen’s pride, so her first reaction was to close the door.
Then, she rushed to Mrs. Olsen’s side, just about to speak when Aunt South, who had followed in, exclaimed in shock, “Madam, how could, how could this happen?!”
Mrs. Olsen closed her eyes in humiliation, tears rolling down from her eyes.
Aunt South immediately cried. “Madam, I thought the master just wanted to become true husband and wife with you. I’ve seen his kindness toward you over the years. How could he bear to treat you like this? Your injuries, these injuries…”
Mrs. Olsen clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly.
Keira immediately said, “Mom, don’t worry about that bastard. I’ll help you get dressed…”
She stepped forward, undid the belt around Mrs. Olsen’s wrists, then turned to look for clothes, but since she hadn’t spent much time with Mrs. Olsen, she could only look toward Aunt South, asking, “Where are Mom’s undergarments kept?”
Aunt South, upon hearing this, became dazed, staring blankly at Keira.
Keira decisively pulled down her mask, revealing her face.
Aunt South’s pupils contracted. “Miss Keira?”
Keira frowned. “The clothes!”
Then Aunt South snapped back to reality and quickly turned around. “Right, the clothes…”
She opened the wardrobe and took out some new clothes for Mrs. Olsen. Keira took them, eager to help the powerless Mrs. Olsen get dressed.
But just as she approached Mrs. Olsen, Mrs. Olsen clutched the bath towel fiercely. “Aunt South, please…”
Keira paused slightly.
She then realized that Mrs. Olsen had long been accustomed to Aunt South’s care, and moreover, in front of her own daughter, her current state was too disheveled and wretched for her to bear being seen…
Keira immediately stood up and stepped aside.
Aunt South walked over, trying to pull off the towel from Mrs. Olsen.
A horrific scream from Taylor came from outside the door!
Mrs. Olsen immediately frowned, then said, “Keira, go out and take a look. Don’t let Uncle Olsen commit murder.”
Worry showed on her face.
It wasn’t that she feared Taylor would be beaten to death, but rather that if Taylor were beaten to death, it would bring trouble to Uncle Olsen.
Given Uncle Olsen’s volatile temper, he would surely strike ruthlessly.
Keira looked at Mrs. Olsen with concern, “What about you…”
Mrs. Olsen lowered her gaze. “I’ll put on my clothes and go out.”
Keira clenched her fists, her gaze sweeping over the interior of the bathroom. Even though it was a mess, what had just happened could still be deduced from the clues left behind.
Thinking of what Taylor had done to Mrs. Olsen made her so angry she wanted to kill him!
Yes, she would go out…
To help her mother get this revenge!!
Keira left with a dark expression and thoughtfully closed the door for Mrs. Olsen, only to see that Taylor was already gasping for breath!
Uncle Olsen indeed had a heavy hand.
He didn’t let others help him but was beating Taylor with his own fists, punch after punch. Taylor’s face was swollen and bruised, as Uncle Olsen grabbed him by the collar again.
He raised his fist, ready to bring it down on Taylor.
Keira stepped forward. “Stop!”
Uncle Olsen’s brows furrowed, looking at her.
Keira’s eyes were cold. “Don’t kill him carelessly! I’ll return the injury he inflicted on the lady tenfold, a hundredfold!”
After that, she pulled out several pieces of paper, went to the side of the basin to wet them, and then had Taylor’s two bodyguards hold him down. She pasted the wet papers over Taylor’s face one by one.
Taylor immediately found it hard to breathe!
A minute later, Keira lifted the paper towels to see Taylor collapse on the ground, gasping for breath as if he were a lump of rotten meat.
Keira crouched down beside him.
Having nearly suffocated just before, Taylor saw Keira’s face and finally realized something, his pupils shrinking, “You… are Keera?”
Keira didn’t deny nor confirm, only staring at him. “Are you surprised?”
“Of course, I’m surprised!” Taylor forced a smile. “I’m surprised. How did you manage to escape? You were in the vast sea, and yet you’re still alive!”
His words made Keira clench her fists tighter, “So it was indeed you. You actually wanted to kill the two of us?”
“Of course…”
Taylor, battered and trembling, glanced at Uncle Olsen. He slowly straightened up his body and leaned close to Keira’s ear.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, “Uncle Olsen is here, and I’m finished today, so I’ll tell you a secret…”
