My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 706

Lewis's brow furrowed as he stepped in front of Oliver. His voice was icy, but his words hit like a sledgehammer. “You think you can disturb Grandma's rest? Try it, and I'll take your legs off.”

The intensity in his gaze sent a chill down Oliver's spine, and for a moment, he just stood there, frozen.

He had never seen Lewis like this before.

Sure, Lewis had always been intimidating, but he was usually calm, collected, and within the bounds of reason. This version of him, though, looked like he had just crawled out of hell.

Oliver's legs nearly gave out under him, and he had to steady himself to avoid collapsing.

Keira, noticing the tension, quietly walked over and slipped her hand into Lewis's.

The second she touched him, the icy rage around Lewis seemed to melt away, and a sliver of calm returned to his eyes. It was like he had been pulled back from the brink of something dark and dangerous.

Keira had long realized Lewis wasn't just an ordinary man. He played both sides—legal and not-so-legal—but he always kept a clean image in his own country, playing by the rules at home and being the voice of reason within the family.

But now? Now was different.

Keira had always sensed that beneath the surface, Lewis had a darker, more obsessive side—one that his grandmother had managed to keep in check all these years. She was the one thing holding him together, the one person who kept that darkness at bay.

And Keira couldn't help but wonder: what would happen once Grandma was no longer around? What would Lewis become then?

Her mind flashed back to something old Mrs. Horton had once said to her while holding her hand tightly. “If I'm gone, Lewis won't have anyone. He won't be able to handle it…”

At the time, Keira had thought old Mrs. Horton was talking about emotional pain, but now she realized there might be something much deeper going on.

She remembered the time they spent in Country A, where Lewis had promised to safely return the people who needed to be dealt with. Despite everything, the trip felt more like a quiet vacation without any real danger.

Then there were the late-night meetings—Lewis speaking in languages she didn't understand, always on the phone, conducting business she could only guess at.

It hit her suddenly: she didn't really know this man at all.

Startled, Keira's grip on Lewis's hand loosened slightly, but almost immediately, he tightened his hold on her.