His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 695

Niamh had been the one to invite Lana out, but after more than a dozen rounds of a zombie-shooter game, Niamh had lost every single time. Lana had played this game with Niamh countless times before and had never managed to win. "Nia, let's take a break!" "Okay…" Niamh and Lana collapsed onto a sofa. Lana grabbed a beer, while Niamh stuck with juice since she was driving and didn't want to get drunk.

Lana turned to look at Niamh sipping her juice. "Something's on your mind… is it about Jonathan?" "Ahem… cough, cough…" Niamh choked on her drink. Lana immediately burst out laughing. "You really can't hide a thing… then again, I'm not much better!" Niamh coughed, clearing her throat with a wry smile. The sting of choking was unpleasant.

"Look, Nia, you keep saying you don't love Jonathan anymore, but really… you still have feelings for him, don't you?" "..." Niamh was silent for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't think I do, it's just…" It was just that Jonathan was always around, especially after she learned that all his favoritism toward Marina was because he had mistaken her for Rina. When Niamh was busy with work, she could fully immerse herself in it. But the moment she stopped, her mind would start to wander.

"You know what, Lana… Jonathan actually told me that if I marry another man, he'll kill him." A bitter smile spread across Niamh's face as she said it.

"Wow… that's so twisted. I'm so jealous." "Jealous?" Niamh looked at Lana, stunned. "Yeah, I'm really jealous of you!" "Jealous that I have a psychopathic stalker?" Niamh didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No… I'm jealous that you have someone who loves you that crazily!" As Lana said this, her face was filled with genuine envy.

Niamh realized Lana must be thinking of Jarrett. In this world, everyone wanted to be loved. Lana must have once believed that Jarrett loved her deeply, too. But it turned out… Niamh sighed. "Even though Jonathan was a total jerk to you before, you told me it was because he mistook Marina for you, right? I guess that's understandable…"

"Why are you defending him now?" Niamh asked, completely baffled. Lana scratched the back of her head and took a gulp of beer. "I'm not exactly defending him… I just think if a guy loved me so much he'd kill anyone I was about to marry, I would have caved a long time ago."

Niamh couldn't help but chuckle. She remembered how Lana used to call her a hopeless romantic, but looking at her now, Lana seemed to be the real one. "Do you really believe he'd kill for me?" "Of course I do!" Lana said with conviction. "If it's Jonathan, he's absolutely capable of it." Lana said it so casually, but her words sent ripples through Niamh's heart. The truth was… she also believed Jonathan was capable of it. And that was precisely why she was growing more and more anxious.

"I don't love Jonathan… I don't have it in me to love anyone anymore…" Niamh confessed, speaking from the heart. "No way, Nia, are you planning to be single forever? Or are you going to join a convent?" Lana teased her. "You're too young to be so pessimistic." She gave Niamh's shoulder a firm pat. "It's fine if you don't love Jonathan. You're the boss lady of The Thomas Group now, what kind of boy toy couldn't you land? Anyway, you wouldn't be marrying them, so you don't have to worry about Jonathan killing them."