His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 249

Michael turned around, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose as he looked at Niamh.

Niamh stepped in front of him, her expression all business.

“That emerald necklace you broke? It was designed by one of my employees, not me. You owe them an explanation.”

Michael found her seriousness almost amusing. He shrugged, flashed a careless smile, and turned away, completely ignoring what she’d just said.

Niamh let out a quiet sigh.

“Seems like it’s not just me you have a problem with. You’re just plain rude, Michael. Zero manners.”

Michael paused mid-step, glancing over his shoulder with a smirk—as if admitting she was right, while also mocking her for being annoyed by someone she couldn’t get rid of.

Before he could turn back, Niamh suddenly grabbed his wrist and the collar of his shirt, catching him completely off guard. In one swift motion, she flipped him over her shoulder, sending him crashing onto the floor.

Sophia and Natalie, standing nearby, stared slack-jawed, utterly stunned.

Michael lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. The shock and confusion on his face outweighed any pain—had he really just been thrown by Niamh, of all people?

He blinked, vision blurry—his glasses had flown off in the fall.

He’d been in plenty of fights before. Sure, he’d taken a beating once or twice, but being tossed over the shoulder by a woman? That was definitely a first.

Michael found the whole thing bizarrely entertaining. Still sprawled on the floor, he broke into a wide grin and started laughing—quiet at first, then harder, until his shoulders shook with mirth.

Niamh stood to the side, eyeing him uncertainly, debating if she should call an ambulance. But she remembered from her self-defense and martial arts classes that this throw didn’t cause serious head injuries. Michael shouldn’t be brain-damaged from it… right?

After a minute, Michael’s laughter faded. He sat up and, as his vision cleared a little, saw someone holding out his glasses. He put them on, and Niamh’s form came back into focus.

“So, which one of your employees did I offend by breaking their necklace?” he asked.

Niamh didn’t answer. She just glanced over at Sophia and Natalie.

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