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His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 457

Summary for Chapter 457: His Housewife Had Secret Identities

Chapter Summary: Chapter 457 – His Housewife Had Secret Identities by Laura

In Chapter 457, a key moment in the Romance novel His Housewife Had Secret Identities, Laura delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Ramona casually tossed her long, golden curls over her shoulder and met Jonathan’s gaze head-on, her eyes burning with fierce determination.

Jonathan fell silent.

Compared to Marina as she was now, Ramona was undoubtedly the better pianist.

At least in terms of technical skill, Ramona had reached a level of mastery that few could match. After all, Carlotta—her adoptive mother—was a renowned concert pianist herself. Even though Ramona had only recently joined the family, with proper training and enough time, she might well reach Carlotta’s heights.

But…

A melody surfaced in Jonathan’s memory.

It was a Chopin nocturne, but not the one Ramona played.

No, it was Marina’s—the way she used to play it back at the Juvenile Rehabilitation Center.

There was no grand piano in that place. Just an aging electric keyboard, battered and secondhand, meant to give troubled teenagers an outlet, something to soothe their restless spirits.

That was the first time in Jonathan’s life he’d ever heard music so beautiful.

The sound lingered in his mind, unforgettable.

He closed his eyes without realizing it.

It was that melody, drifting through the halls, that had led him to his Rina.

People might change with time, but the music they create…

That never changes.

***

At that very moment, Niamh was on her way to The Purring Bean café when she passed a music store. In the window stood a striking black grand piano that stopped her in her tracks.

How long had it been since she last played?

If she didn’t count the organ, she hadn’t touched a piano since the day Elmer’s life unraveled.

Her fingers itched with longing.

For the longest time, she’d avoided the piano, weighed down by guilt and self-reproach over Elmer. But now…

A smile broke across her face. Niamh checked the time on her phone. She still had a few minutes to spare, so she stepped inside.

Dressed in her usual work attire—a sharp black pantsuit—she looked every bit the corporate professional, worlds away from anything artistic.

Still, an eager employee approached her. “Looking for anything in particular today?”

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