His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 830

“Your injury is on your back. How are you going to apply ointment to it yourself?”

His question left Niamh speechless. There was no good answer.

“Just lie down.”

“I don’t want to.” Niamh clutched the lapels of her bathrobe tightly.

Her reaction made Jonathan chuckle. “I’m just putting some ointment on you. You don’t have to be so guarded, do you?”

“…” Niamh drew in a sharp breath. He was right. She didn’t need to be so defensive. They had been living under the same roof for a long time. If Jonathan really wanted to do something to her, she’d have a hard time stopping him.

But still… her heart began to race. Willingly taking off her clothes in front of him, even just for this, felt incredibly embarrassing.

“Fine… but you turn around.”

Niamh turned as instructed, presenting her back to him. Jonathan’s strong, steady hand rested gently on her shoulder. In the next second, her bathrobe slid smoothly down her back.

Niamh froze, stunned. She was about to turn her head when she heard Jonathan’s soft voice from behind her.

“Don’t turn around. If you do, I’ll have to assume you’re trying to seduce me.”

“I…” Niamh immediately snapped her head back, facing away from him.

His low chuckle reached her ears, feeling like a playful tug on her heartstrings. He dipped his fingers into the ointment, and she felt the cool balm touch her skin. The ointment was cold, but his fingers were warm. The contrasting sensations sent a shiver through her, leaving a vivid trail on her skin. Niamh felt a strange flutter in her chest.

“Can you… hurry up?”

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