His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 82

Outside the Thomas Estate, Niamh had just finished bidding farewell to the last of Clifford's friends. It was about time for her to leave as well.

Not far away, Marina lingered, clearly at loose ends, but she didn't leave either.

Niamh knew exactly why—Marina was waiting for Jonathan.

Other than last night, when Niamh and Jonathan had returned together to help prepare for the birthday dinner, Marina had hardly let Jonathan out of her sight. The two of them had been inseparable.

At last, Jonathan emerged from the house. Dusk had settled, painting the estate in muted shadows.

Niamh started forward, meaning to say goodbye. She was still, after all, the Thomas family's daughter-in-law, and she'd already taken the time to say goodbye to Sprague and Marigold. It didn't feel right to leave Jonathan out.

"Jonathan, I'm heading out…"

"I'll drive you," he said, cutting her off.

Niamh paused, caught off guard.

Jonathan's handsome face betrayed nothing. After speaking to her, he turned to Marina, who had hurried over. "Prescott will be here soon. He'll take you home."

Marina's eyes widened in disbelief, though her shock only lasted a moment.

"…Okay. I understand."

She ducked her head, the disappointment plain on her face.

Even Niamh, who tried not to get involved, couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Marina's fragile, forlorn look could tug at anyone's heartstrings.

"Jonathan, I get it. I'd never put you in a difficult spot," Marina murmured, forcing a brave smile as she met his gaze, her eyes brimming with longing.

It was obvious to her that Clifford must have had a word with Jonathan.

Prescott's car soon rolled up.

For the first time, Jonathan didn't offer to drive Marina himself but handed her off to Prescott instead.

Still, he walked her all the way to Prescott's car. The way the two of them lingered, reluctant to part, was impossible to miss. Watching them, Niamh lost any desire to ride with Jonathan.

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