His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 160

Jonathan's behavior tonight made it seem like he'd shown up just to pick a fight.

Niamh honestly couldn't figure out what she'd done to offend him.

If anything, shouldn't it be the other way around?

She'd had her eye on a raw ruby with a heart-shaped flaw—Marina wanted it too, and Jonathan had swooped in to help Marina snatch it right out from under her.

Today was the opening of her new studio, and—what a coincidence—Marina had scheduled her own opening on the very same day. Jonathan had gone out of his way to poach a client Niamh had already lined up.

By rights, it was Jonathan and Marina who'd wronged her—yet she'd never once gone looking for a fight. But now, here Jonathan was, making trouble on her doorstep.

"Jonathan, what exactly do you want?" Niamh asked bluntly.

He closed the distance between them, each step pressing in on the cooling air between their bodies.

Jonathan had always carried a certain intensity, an almost suffocating presence.

Niamh refused to show weakness. She stood her ground, refusing to back away.

They ended up face to face, bodies nearly touching.

The tension between them shifted—something charged and ambiguous replaced the confrontation.

"Niamh, those best-selling pieces at The Thomas Group… you designed them, didn't you?"

Niamh froze.

He hadn't exactly phrased it as a question, but his voice didn't sound all that certain either.

She couldn't quite tell if Jonathan was looking for confirmation, or just stating a fact.

The streetlight outside cast sharp shadows across his face, highlighting every angle.

As their eyes met, Niamh searched his gaze for a flicker of admiration or surprise, something that would acknowledge her talent—but found nothing.

"Yes. I designed them."

Even after she admitted it, Jonathan's expression didn't change—not even a flicker. If anything, his eyes grew colder.

"If you wanted to impress me, you could've just said so," he said, his voice as chilly as the set of his jaw. "There's no need to go through my grandfather to make your point. That's just childish, Niamh."

Niamh was completely baffled.

When had she ever tried to get his attention through his grandfather?

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