His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 78

Niamh stood before the mirror, carefully applying makeup to conceal the dark circles beneath her eyes. She dabbed at concealer, blending in soft strokes, determined to hide the fatigue she couldn't quite shake off.

Jonathan came in quietly, setting a steaming mug of coffee on the vanity. "I wasn't sure how you take your coffee, so I asked Hazel to make a regular latte," he said.

Niamh thanked him, a little surprised by this sudden thoughtfulness. Jonathan had always been generous enough—he'd slip her pocket money now and then, send a gift on her birthday or at Christmas—but he'd never brought her coffee before. Not once.

She supposed it was just the atmosphere of the old family estate. Here, everyone played their roles a little more carefully, wore their masks a little tighter.

After finishing the coffee, Niamh felt a renewed energy and threw herself into preparations for the birthday luncheon.

As noon drew near, guests began to trickle in, just like every other year. Niamh recognized each face; the guest list hadn't changed much over time. They all knew her, too—Clifford's granddaughter-in-law.

The only difference this year was the addition of a new name, someone Jonathan had invited himself.

"Jonathan, I'm not late, am I?" Marina breezed into the hall, her smile radiant and practiced.

She'd clearly put extra effort into her appearance today, trading her usual sweet, girlish style for something more sophisticated: a dusky rose dress with clean, elegant lines, the fabric draping smoothly over her frame. Her jewelry was understated but exquisite, each piece chosen to complete the look rather than outshine it.

Niamh could tell, at a glance, that Marina had dressed to impress Clifford.

"Grandpa, I brought you a little something," Marina said, offering a beautifully wrapped gift box.

Clifford, however, didn't so much as soften his expression. "Hazel, just put that with the others," he called to the housekeeper.

His birthday always brought a mountain of gifts; they were already stacked in the storage room.

Marina's smile faltered for a split second.

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