His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 196

The fact that Jonathan wouldn't give Marina an official status genuinely caught Marina off guard.

But, really, it was exactly what anyone would expect—utterly predictable. Still, when Niamh actually heard it straight from Marina's lips, she realized she couldn't pretend to be unaffected.

On the surface, she played it cool.

But deep down, it still hurt.

Just not as much as it used to.

And to Niamh, that felt like progress.

"Congratulations," Niamh said.

Marina shot her a cold, mocking smile. "Don't bother pretending."

After the party, Niamh returned home. She hesitated for a long time before finally texting Jonathan on WhatsApp:

Jonathan, how's the new divorce agreement coming along?

At that moment, Jonathan was in the middle of an all-night international video conference with Blackspire.

He glanced at his phone.

Niamh rarely messaged or called him while he was working. On the rare occasions she did—and only if it was urgent or truly important—he would always hang up on her without hesitation.

Eventually, she just stopped trying to interrupt him.

"Mr. Thomas…"

When Prescott noticed Jonathan was distracted, he quietly nudged him back to the meeting.

Jonathan glanced at the business partners projected on the big screen and said, "You've got your numbers wrong—it should be 29.67344 billion. Why don't you check your calculations again? I'll wait."

With that, Jonathan stood up and left the conference room.

Prescott noticed Jonathan took his phone with him—a rare occurrence.

Outside, Jonathan headed to the break room, poured himself yet another cup of coffee, and started fiddling with his phone.

Meanwhile, back in the old house on Trinity Lane, Niamh was nearly asleep, drifting off in bed, when her phone chimed. The sound pulled her back from the edge of sleep.

She picked it up, surprised to see a reply from Jonathan.

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