His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 797

Jonathan had carved new words onto her tombstone: Wife of Jonathan.

Even in death, he insisted she remain his wife.

Niamh felt a bubbling heat rise in her chest, like water coming to a boil.

“Niamh, why is your face so red? You don’t have a fever, do you?” Jonathan reached out to feel her forehead, but she flinched and slapped his hand away on pure reflex.

Jonathan froze. Niamh did too.

In the depths of his dark eyes, she saw a flicker of hurt that he was trying his best to hide.

A bitter taste filled her mouth, but she couldn't find the words to explain.

Lana and Elmer knew Niamh had important business to attend to and didn't want to get in her way. But since they were already in Coralis, they decided to do some sightseeing around the capital.

“Let’s all have dinner together tonight!” Niamh suggested.

If only she could, she would have loved to join them. But alas…

Shortly after seeing Lana and Elmer off, Niamh received a call from Flynn. He had just landed.

For security reasons, they didn't meet in public. Instead, she had Flynn come to Jonathan’s house.

The moment he walked in, Flynn’s reaction was almost identical to Lana’s. He couldn't help but remark that he’d stepped into a child’s dream playground. But as he looked around, he didn't see Marlin anywhere.

“Where’s Marlin?” he asked curiously.

“Jonathan sent him to Aldenville.”

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify