His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 751

Niamh had expected Jonathan wouldn't give up easily, but she never imagined he'd move this fast, tracking down her address on Whispering Island.

Flynn, standing beside Niamh, met Jonathan’s gaze for a brief moment. Just that one look sent a chill crawling up the back of his neck.

"Ahem... Here, let me take the baby," Flynn offered, taking a sleepy Marlin from Niamh’s arms. Nestled in Flynn's embrace, the baby quickly drifted off to sleep.

Jonathan’s eyes first fell on Marlin, then shifted to Niamh.

"...Did you remarry?"

Niamh felt her heart skip a beat. Since Jonathan wasn't asking about her faked death, she saw no reason to explain it.

"No..." Niamh shook her head. "I'm single right now, but I do have a suitor..."

Two years hadn't changed Jonathan's handsome features much, but he was thinner now—alarmingly so. A weary, weathered look had settled over him. The biggest change, however, was in his eyes. They used to be like a hawk's—cold, sharp, and captivating—but now they were clouded over, having lost their light.

The thought that she was the cause of this transformation pricked Niamh with a pang of guilt.

Beneath the evening sky, a warm breeze rustled through the air. After a moment of silence, Jonathan glanced at Flynn. "Is it him?"

Niamh instinctively turned to Flynn, their eyes meeting as she offered a soft smile. "Yes."

Flynn returned the smile, though his was far more awkward.

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