His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 155

If Niamh had known that tonight's dinner with Preston Winslow would be about returning a favor—and that Jonathan and Marina would be there too—she never would've agreed.

"Niamh! Over here!" Preston called out, waving her over as she entered the restaurant.

Well, she was already here. Resigning herself, Niamh slipped into the seat across from Preston.

Jonathan sat beside her, so close their arms could have touched, yet it felt as if an invisible wall separated them.

An awkward tension settled over the table.

Marina broke the silence first. "Preston, honestly! Niamh's studio is just getting off the ground, and things haven't exactly been smooth for her. Why in the world would you pick this place? It's so expensive—she shouldn't have to foot the bill!"

Niamh glanced coolly at the menu, already filled with extravagant selections.

"If you're so worried about my wallet, maybe you shouldn't have come. Especially not after ordering blue lobster, prime toro, king crab, and caviar."

With each word, Marina's smile faded further.

"Those were my choices," Preston interjected, trying to shield Marina. "If you want to blame someone, blame me, not her!"

But even as he said it, Preston knew he hadn't ordered those dishes. The truth was, this wasn't his first pick for dinner anyway—Marina had suggested the place. It was a trendy new spot none of them had tried before. He'd only intended to meet with Niamh, but then ran into Jonathan and Marina by coincidence. It was Marina's idea to turn it into a group dinner, and now here they were.

"I'll cover Marina's part," Jonathan spoke up from beside Niamh, his tone cool to the point of indifference.

"And yours too," Niamh reminded him, not missing a beat.

"Of course," Jonathan replied without hesitation.

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