Summary of Chapter 670 – A turning point in His Housewife Had Secret Identities by Laura
Chapter 670 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of His Housewife Had Secret Identities, written by Laura. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
“You wouldn’t tell me you were a Quinn, and you wouldn’t tell me you were Rina, the girl I depended on at the Juvenile Rehabilitation Center… Niamh, we were married. We were supposed to be the closest two people in the world… and you kept me in the dark the entire time.”
Faced with Jonathan’s sharp accusation, Niamh’s heart was in turmoil. A bitter cocktail of emotions churned inside her. “You have the nerve to say I kept you in the dark?” she retorted, taking a deep breath as a sharp pain, like tearing flesh, shot through her chest, causing a thin layer of sweat to bead on her forehead.
“When I saved you after your car crash, you saw me in the hospital room and didn’t even recognize me. Besides, Preston told me you had a girlfriend… Under those circumstances, what was I supposed to say? What could I possibly have said?”
Her words struck Jonathan like a physical blow. The woman standing before him was no longer calm and composed; her wide, bloodshot eyes stared at him, filled with anguish.
“Knowing you had a girlfriend, I had no intention of getting involved… But you were the one who showed up at my university, professing your love… I thought that even if you had forgotten Rina from the center, you had still fallen in love with me. But it turned out… I was just a tool for you to get revenge on Marina…”
“Your first love was Marina… Even if you made a mistake, it wasn't me.”
The barrage of accusations made Jonathan’s head spin. “No! It wasn’t like that! My first love was you, it was always you, Rina! I mistakenly thought Marina was you.”
“…What?” For a moment, Niamh couldn’t process his words.
Frantically, Jonathan explained everything—how he had tried to identify the girl from his past by the sound of her playing the piano at a competition, and how he had wrongly concluded it was Marina.
Standing so close, his eyes were filled with a desperate plea. Niamh could see that he genuinely wanted her to forgive his unintentional mistake. Yet, after hearing his story, she just shrugged her shoulders and began to laugh, unable to stop.

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