His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 171

"Don't women usually wear pencil skirts with business suits like that?"

Niamh felt goosebumps prickle across her arms the moment Flynn started looking her up and down.

Still, she kept her composure.

"I changed into slacks just for you. Moved to tears yet?"

Flynn could tell Niamh was mocking his reputation as a skirt-chaser.

"What, you think I'm some kind of lecher?"

"I never said that."

Flynn just shrugged and smiled, all gentlemanly as he pulled out a chair for her.

Niamh sat.

This dinner had been Flynn's idea. He'd reached out, offering some advice on divorce proceedings.

Niamh wasn't naive—she knew full well Flynn had ulterior motives. Still, she was curious to hear what he'd say. After all, even if she won her gamble, there was no guarantee Jonathan would play fair.

"Desire is just human nature—especially for men. Take your husband, for example. I'd bet he cheated because he found you too cold, too lacking in passion or femininity."

Flynn pontificated as he sipped his drink, sounding like he had it all figured out.

Niamh hadn't shared any details with Flynn—nothing about her reasons for divorce, nothing about Jonathan, not a word about cheating.

But lawyers always have their ways. For all she knew, Flynn might know more than she realized.

"All I want to know is how I can get a divorce," Niamh cut him off, steering the conversation back on track. She had no patience for his rambling.

Flynn smiled and slid a glass of wine her way. She tossed it back in one go.

Seeing she could hold her liquor, Flynn got straight to the point.

"If you can't come to an agreement, you'll have to go the litigation route. To sway the court, it helps if you can provide proof of your husband's wrongdoing."

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