# Chapter 323: A Desperate Plea and an Unexpected Encounter
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 323 of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews." This chapter is a whirlwind of emotions, from the darkest moments of familial betrayal to a shocking encounter that sets the stage for something far bigger. So grab a cup of tea, settle in, and let’s dive into the story.
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When Keira shouted those desperate words, the entire atmosphere in the room shifted like a thunderclap. The person on the other end of the line stopped dead in their tracks. Mary’s mother stood frozen, her face a mask of disbelief as she stared at her phone. “What did you say?!” she demanded, her voice trembling.
Mary herself was trapped—her chin held in a cruel grip by her father, her body forcibly pressed into a chair, unable to speak a single word. Tears streamed down her cheeks, hot and bitter, rolling off her chin and soaking into the fabric of her dress. Keira’s voice cut through the tension like a blade: “The child is Ellis’s. If you kill the baby, Ellis won’t let you off!”
It was a lie. A desperate, last-ditch lie to save Mary from the horror of forced abortion. And it worked.
Mary’s mother flung the abortion pills aside as if they were poison. Her father released Mary’s shoulders, staggering back in shock, then his eyes lit up with a grotesque joy. “Is this true?!” he exclaimed, as if he had just won the lottery.
Mary collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained. Her mother rushed forward, her voice suddenly syrupy sweet. “Mary, are you okay? Did your father hurt you? Does your stomach feel all right?” The question was absurd—she had been seconds away from forcing an abortion, and now she was worried about the baby’s safety.
Mary’s father nodded eagerly. “Right, right, the baby is okay, isn’t it?”
Mary clutched her belly, shaking like a leaf, and looked at these two people—her so-called parents—with utter contempt. They had just been ready to destroy her, and now they were putting on masks of fake concern. She scooted backward on the bed, putting distance between herself and them, a wounded animal trying to escape its hunters.
Her father frowned immediately. “Mary, don’t blame us. We were afraid you were going down the wrong path. With your looks and your family background, it would be a shame not to marry into wealth! Why didn’t you tell us this was Mr. Ellis’s child? I wouldn’t have treated you so harshly!” His words were slathered in a sanctimonious tone, as if he had only been acting in her best interest.
Mary’s mother nodded along, completely oblivious to her own wrongdoing. “Exactly! Why didn’t you tell us the truth? When did this happen? Does Mr. Ellis know? What’s his stance on this?”
Her father rubbed his hands together greedily. “Does he not want to take responsibility? Don’t worry, Mary. I’ll go to your uncle right away and demand accountability from the Olsen family! We’ll make Mr. Ellis marry you!” He was practically salivating, picturing the glory and riches that would soon be theirs.
Her mother clapped her hands. “Yes, and we’ll demand an ample dowry! Our Mary is marrying Mr. Ellis... He’s a far better choice than Mr. Horton’s second marriage! Mary, you really have great foresight!”
Mary watched her parents prepare to rush out and confront Ellis, and a cold dread seized her heart. “You must not go to him!” she screamed.
They turned, startled.
Mary was trembling—not with fear, but with shame. She could picture it so clearly: Ellis hearing this news, the mocking smile curling on his lips, that disdainful look in his eyes. How could she have such parents? They were dragging her deeper into an abyss she had tried so hard to escape. Her eyes reddened as she looked at them. “If you dare tell Ellis, I’ll immediately terminate this pregnancy!”
Her father snapped, “What are you talking about, Mary?”
Her mother was blunt. “You’re not allowed to abort this child! How else will you marry Mr. Ellis?! Mary, have you lost your mind?!”
Mary felt a crushing weight in her chest. She glared at them, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over her. “If anyone goes to Ellis, I’ll terminate the pregnancy immediately!” she repeated, her voice cracking but firm.
Mary’s mother and father exchanged puzzled looks. “Is it... not Ellis’s baby?” her mother asked, glancing again at the discarded abortion pills.
Mary clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her palms. How ridiculous she felt! All she wanted was to piece together her broken dignity, to regain her self-respect in front of Ellis. But her parents seemed determined to push her deeper into shame. She let out a bitter, hollow laugh and said nothing, just staring at them with stubborn, tear-filled eyes.
Keira, quick-thinking as always, stepped in to protect Mary. “It is Ellis’s child,” she said calmly. “But she’s still in the early months. Ellis won’t acknowledge the baby right now. If you go to him, it’s useless. You’ll have to wait until she’s three months along for an amniocentesis.”
Mary’s parents scowled. “Mr. Ellis doesn’t acknowledge it? What did you do, Mary? How did you mess things up?”
Mary’s heart shattered. Why didn’t Ellis acknowledge the baby? Why did he think she was a loose woman? Because she had spent nights drinking with men at dinner tables, trying to pull in projects to secure her parents’ status and wealth. And now they were questioning *her*? She closed her eyes, hot tears slipping down her cheeks. “Get out!” she screamed. “Get out!”
Her father, startled, said, “Don’t be agitated. It’s not good for the baby. I’m leaving now...” His voice was already retreating.
Her mother added, “Mary, even if Mr. Ellis doesn’t acknowledge the baby now, he won’t be able to deny it later. Don’t worry, don’t get excited... I’m leaving now.”
The door clicked shut.
Mary lowered her head, burying her face in her hands. Keira called out softly, “Mary, are you okay?”
“I want to leave this place,” Mary’s muffled voice came through. “I want to go to your home.”
“Okay, I’ll come pick you up right now.” Keira stood immediately, handing Amy to the nanny. The usually clingy little girl sensed her mother’s urgency and didn’t protest.
Keira pulled on her coat and headed downstairs. Lewis followed her. “I’ll take you there,” he said firmly.
He was worried—Keira had never driven a car before, and he didn’t want her to face any danger alone. But Keira stopped, hesitating. “Can you... go?” she asked, her voice tentative.
Lewis clenched his jaw. The Davis family’s ancestral home was right next to the Horton mansion. His mother’s family. His mother. He knew why Keira was worried—she didn’t want him to run into the Davis family, to feel that old pain. But he was more worried about her driving alone in the dark. “I don’t feel safe with you driving,” he said, and his words carried a double meaning.
Keira understood. He was afraid that those people—whoever had been after her—would come again. That’s why he had been glued to her side like a bodyguard, neglecting his own work. She stopped objecting and nodded.
They drove quickly to the Davis residence. As they pulled up, a graceful figure stood at the entrance. Mary’s parents had just come downstairs and were greeting the woman with deference. “Shirley, why are you here?”
It was Shirley—Lewis’s mother. The legitimate daughter of the first branch, once married into the Horton family of Oceanion. She had been betrayed by Nathan, and in response, she had her seven-month-old child delivered by Cesarean, abandoned the baby at the Horton residence, and returned alone to the Davis family. She had status, coldness, and a terrible history.
“I heard Mary was unwell,” Shirley replied indifferently. “I’ve come to see her.”
Mary’s parents nodded as Shirley began climbing the stairs. But before she reached the top, the sound of a car braking came from outside, and Keira and Lewis stepped out.
Shirley’s gaze swept over them dismissively—then froze. Her eyes locked onto Lewis.
Lewis had wanted to wait in the car, but he had seen Mary’s parents’ cruelty. He was afraid Keira couldn’t handle them alone. So he walked beside her into the house. And there, face to face with his mother.
The air grew thick. Shirley’s aloof demeanor remained, but something flickered in her eyes. Lewis met her gaze without warning. Neither of them spoke. The entire world seemed to pause in that moment, a silent collision of past and present.
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**Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating:**
This chapter hit so hard emotionally. Mary’s despair is palpable—her parents are monsters wrapped in fake smiles, ready to sell her for social climbing. Keira is a true friend, and Lewis’s protective instincts are melting our hearts. And then that ending! Shirley and Lewis meeting eyes—wow, the tension is off the charts. The writing pulls you right into the pain and the simmering drama. Absolutely gripping.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ **Rating: 5.0 / 5 Stars**
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
The encounter between Shirley and Lewis is bound to explode into a full-blown confrontation. Shirley might try to reconnect or confront him about his abandonment—or she might coldly dismiss him. Meanwhile, Mary will escape to Keira’s home, but her parents won’t give up so easily. Expect a storm of family secrets and raw emotions in the next chapter!
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