“Word is you’re getting married. Congratulations.”
Jonathan offered his congratulations, but his smile was all show—nothing genuine about it.
Before Julian could respond, Susy jumped in, her tone light and quick.
“Thank you. I’ve already given Miss Rivers an invitation to the wedding.”
“Oh?” Jonathan arched an eyebrow, glancing back at Niamh, who was half-hidden behind him, then turned to Susy again.
“So Ms. Fraser only invited Niamh? No invitation for me?”
Susy’s face twisted into an exaggerated look of surprise.
“Whatever do you mean, Mr. Thomas? Aren’t you and Miss Rivers family?”
The moment those words left her lips, an uneasy silence fell over the group. The air grew thick, and the mood turned awkward in a way that was hard to describe.
Jonathan just shrugged and flashed a wry smile before turning to Niamh again.
“Imagine that… There are still people in this world who don’t know we’re getting divorced!”
Niamh frowned, unsure if Jonathan was blaming her for spreading the news or for keeping it quiet. As far as she remembered, she hadn’t made a habit of announcing their divorce plans to anyone. After all, divorce wasn’t exactly something people bragged about.
Still, most people in this circle had heard rumors—Susy included.
Not that Susy cared about Niamh and Jonathan’s marital status; if anything, she preferred they stayed together. Once Niamh was single, she might set her sights back on Julian, even if he was marrying Susy for the sake of the Neville family.
“Miss Rivers, you might not have noticed, but your wedding invitation was addressed to both you and Mr. Thomas!”
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