His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 527

Niamh was still unsettled as she rode the elevator down.

But it wasn’t a storm of emotion—just a subtle disturbance, like a gentle breeze rippling across the surface of a calm sea, barely noticeable but undeniably there.

She felt that Jonathan had changed.

Changed for the better, this time.

At first, she’d assumed Jonathan was trying to get back with her only because his illusions about Marina—his first love, his “white moonlight”—had finally shattered, leaving him devastated. She’d also wondered if Sprague had sent Jonathan to charm her, hoping to win back The Thomas Group through some elaborate scheme.

But now…

Now she realized those reasons didn’t hold up.

Jonathan genuinely wanted to make things right between them.

The glowing numbers above the elevator finally ticked down to one. The doors slid open, and Niamh stepped out.

She’d told Jonathan she had plans with Elmer earlier, but that was a lie.

It wasn’t meant to provoke Jonathan.

She just hoped he’d take the hint and give up.

Even if Jonathan truly wanted to mend things, there was no chance for the two of them anymore.

Love, marriage—they were like glass bottles. Once shattered, you could try to glue the pieces back together, but the cracks would always show.

And those cracks never really went away.

The best thing was to find a new bottle—a whole one, for both the bottle and its owner’s sake.

The rain had passed, and the sky above was a brilliant, cloudless blue.

Just as Niamh was about to leave Jade Peak Pavilion, a shout rang out behind her.

“Niamh!”

She stopped and turned. Jonathan was there, hunched over, one hand braced on his knee, gasping for breath.

It wasn’t far from the house to the gated entrance, but he was drenched in sweat, barely recovered from his illness.

Most of it was cold sweat.

“I didn’t know you’d been kidnapped at Blackspire…” Jonathan said between ragged breaths, his voice earnest, almost desperate.

Niamh froze.

She couldn’t understand why Jonathan was bringing this up now.

But she remembered it all too well.

She remembered exactly what Daniel had said to her that day—

“I kidnapped both you and Marina, made Jonathan choose, and he didn’t hesitate—he ran to Marina’s rescue. Didn’t even spare you a thought. Cold-hearted, isn’t he?”

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