His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 675

Niamh's eyes widened.

"Nia, you're here…" Clifford noticed her standing at the doorway. "Come, come in!" he beckoned to her.

It had been days since she'd last seen him. His smile was as kind as ever, but Niamh thought he looked thinner and much older.

"Grandpa…" A pang of sympathy hit her. "Have you not been eating well lately?"

Seeing Niamh walk in, the smile in Clifford's eyes deepened. "I've been eating, but nothing tastes right. It's not as good as your cooking."

"Then I'll come and cook for you next time." At her words, Clifford's smile grew even wider.

"Nia is still the most thoughtful one… unlike Jonathan, who only knows how to make me worry."

By now, Niamh had reached the bedside and got a clear view of the person lying in bed with an IV drip. It was Jonathan. She froze. "What happened to Jonathan?" Logically, he should have received prompt medical attention in Coralis. It didn't make sense for him to be sick for this long.

"Sigh…" Clifford let out a heavy sigh. "The doctors did a full check-up on Jonathan… his vitals are normal, but he's remained in a coma."

"What?"

"What the doctors mean is… Jonathan's persistent coma isn't due to a physical illness, but something psychological… In other words, a sickness of the heart." Clifford's words sent a tremor through Niamh.

"Nia…" Clifford had her sit down next to him on the edge of the bed.

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