His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 479

Jonathan’s hand froze halfway as he set the bottle down.

He stared at Marina, his gaze steady, watching the tears shimmering in her wide, pleading eyes.

To say he didn’t feel a stab of pain would be a lie.

After all, Marina was his first love—the girl who had stood by his side through thick and thin in that grim juvenile center, when they’d both been just kids with nowhere to turn. Back then, she was Rina, his Rina.

But now…

“I’m sorry.”

The words came from him, unprompted.

Marina looked stunned.

She knew better than anyone how rare it was to hear those three words from Jonathan—and how much it meant when he actually said them with sincerity.

But right now, those were the last words she wanted.

Not now, not ever.

“Jonathan…”

She could see the pain in his eyes, how much he still cared. But beneath it, she saw something else even more clearly: the cold, unyielding resolve.

“I can’t give you my love anymore.”

His tone was calm, but every word landed with finality.

“I told you this the day you came back and I picked you up from the airport.”

A hollow ringing filled Marina’s ears.

Yes… she remembered. The day they reunited after years apart, Jonathan had looked her in the eye and told her—plain and simple—

“I can’t give you my love anymore… because I’m married.”

But Marina had never truly believed it.

So what if he was married?

Jonathan hadn’t married Niamh out of love. She knew that. He’d done it out of spite, out of a twisted need to get back at her, and because his grandfather had insisted on it.

Now that she was back, all he had to do was divorce Niamh, marry her, and everything would fall back into place—just as it should.

“So what are you saying, exactly?”

Marina clutched at Jonathan’s shirt, desperate, refusing to let go.

“Are you telling me you’ve fallen in love with Niamh?”

“…”

“Is that it? You’re leaving me because you love her now?”

Her voice cracked as she shouted, raw and desperate.

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