My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 841

Chapter 841: Chapter 840

The TV screen displayed a live broadcast.

The person in the spotlight was Jodie South.

She sat gracefully in a well-lit room, wearing a sleek dress that accentuated her elegance. Two men stood beside her, one of them holding a whip.

“Do you realize what you’ve done wrong?” the man demanded.

Jodie didn’t answer.

The whip cracked across her back.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Three sharp lashes landed in succession. Jodie remained unfazed, not even flinching. Yet to Keira, watching from afar, each strike felt like it had hit her instead, leaving her chest aching as though pierced by invisible thorns.

“Does it hurt?” the man asked.

Jodie actually smiled. “It does.”

Her words contradicted her nonchalant expression, as if she found the lashes no more bothersome than a scratch through clothing. The man frowned in annoyance.

The second man spoke. “Will you try running again?”

“I won’t,” Jodie replied obediently. “Staying here in the South estate suits me. I won’t run again. It’s a fine place to grow old.”

With that, one of the men yanked her up and led her away.

The broadcast moved on to the next person.

This time, the victim screamed in pain under the whip.

In that moment, Keira understood.

There was no way it didn’t hurt.

Jodie was enduring it deliberately. She knew Keira would be watching and didn’t want her to act rashly.

Keira’s initial fury—the impulse to burst in and tear everything apart—was quickly replaced by a quiet, searing pain in her chest. Her hands clenched into fists, and her eyes turned red-rimmed.

Jessica switched off the broadcast and turned to Keira. “Your mom’s fine,” she said coolly. “Yeah, those lashes sting, but they’re meant to humiliate, not harm. The wounds will be treated. After all, she’s still a daughter of the South family.” _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Jessica gave a short, mirthless laugh. “Even someone like me wasn’t abandoned by the family. Your mom’s in no real danger, so don’t do anything reckless.”

Keira was silent.

Jessica continued, her tone calm and measured. “If you want to save your mom, the only way is to become the next heir. I know you’re smart and always scheming, but I’ll warn you now: don’t act impulsively.”