His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 396

She truly hadn’t expected the BYC name to have such pull.

On her drive home, her car broke down. With no other choice, she called for a tow truck and watched as her car was hauled off to the garage.

Trinity Lane wasn’t far from here, so Niamh decided to walk the rest of the way. After all, this was the city center; she wasn’t worried about running into trouble or thugs.

Yet, as fate would have it, she was followed again.

This time, though, she recognized the car trailing her—a royal blue Bentley. Jonathan’s car.

Bundled up in her coat, Niamh pressed on, the Bentley creeping along behind her at a matching pace.

Eventually, she stopped, stepped up to the car, and rapped on Jonathan’s window.

“Did you need something?”

Jonathan sat in the driver’s seat, silent.

He fixed her with a searching look, and Niamh frowned, uncomfortable under his scrutiny. She couldn’t read his expression at all.

Jonathan had questions for Niamh—he was dying to know why she’d always refused to admit she was the elusive BYC. Why had she picked a codename based on Elmer’s initials? Was it true, as Elmer suggested, that she saw him only as a stand-in? And what else was she hiding from him?

But in the end, Jonathan just shook his head and said, “No.”

“I don’t need anything from you.”

Niamh was taken aback. “Then why are you following me?”

“I’m not following you,” Jonathan replied, which caught her off guard again. “We’re just headed in the same direction.”

His voice was as indifferent and chilly as ever—so detached, so emotionless. He sounded like the winter wind that occasionally swept down these streets.

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