His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 256

Terence pursed his lips, clearly annoyed.

He thought Jonathan was unbelievably full of himself.

Maybe it was because he’d already quit, or maybe he’d just held it in for too long, but this time, Terence let the words tumble out.

“Mr. Thomas, if you really don’t want a divorce, you should just tell her directly. Women respond to a bit of reassurance, you know. You’ve got so much going for you—she’d be crazy to let you go.”

The moment Jonathan looked up, eyes cold and sharp as knives, Terence bolted from the office.

Jonathan called Prescott in.

“Mr. Thomas, you wanted to see me?”

Prescott stood respectfully at Jonathan’s desk, hands folded.

“Yes.” Jonathan nodded, barely glancing up. “Terence has resigned. Have HR take care of his paperwork.”

“Of course, Mr. Thomas.”

Jonathan paused, then asked, “Do you think Niamh would really want to lose me?”

Prescott blinked, caught completely off guard.

Was there any connection at all between the last instruction and this bizarre new question?

He fumbled for words, struggling to find a safe answer as Jonathan’s expression grew steadily darker.

It dawned on Prescott that Jonathan wanted him to say, “Yes, absolutely.”

He hesitated, torn between honesty and trying to please his boss. He opened his mouth, ready to say what he thought Jonathan wanted to hear.

“Just go.”

Jonathan cut him off before he could get a word out.

Today was the winter solstice.

Niamh had spent the afternoon baking savory pies, packing one up for Clifford Thomas and dropping by to chat with him for a while before heading out.

Next, she drove to Harmony Senior Residence to bring a pie to Gemma.

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