His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 395

“So you think I bullied Marina?”

Niamh’s words came out sharp as knives.

Jonathan felt a heavy weight settle in his chest.

He shook his head, wanting to say, “That’s not what I meant.”

But before he could get the words out, Niamh cut him off.

“If you’re so worried about your precious first love, Mr. Thomas, maybe you should run after her instead of wasting my time.”

She tossed the words over her shoulder and turned away, slipping seamlessly into conversation with Samuel and the others.

Right now, she was known as Master BYC—every influential figure in the jewelry world wanted a word with her.

Jonathan could only watch as Niamh was swept up by an eager crowd, realizing he didn’t even have a chance to break in.

He had actually wanted to ask about that incident with the thugs—the one where Niamh nearly got hurt.

“Nia really was in trouble, but I managed to get there in time…” came a warm, refined voice from behind him.

Jonathan turned, frowning. “BYC…”

He barely got the word out before falling silent.

There was no point in asking; he already knew the answer.

He just didn’t want to admit it.

BYC—the three-letter codename Niamh used—was, in fact, the initials of Elmer’s own name.

Catching sight of Jonathan’s clenched fists, Elmer offered a small, knowing smile.

He leaned in, dropping his voice to a near-whisper at Jonathan’s ear.

“Ever wonder why Nia married you in the first place?”

Jonathan’s eyes snapped up.

Elmer’s gentle, honeyed tone continued to burrow into his mind.

“Is it possible… she always cared for me, but when I was hospitalized, she settled for you—a stand-in for the man she really wanted?”

Jonathan spun around, eyes blazing, but Elmer simply returned his glare with a disarmingly sincere smile, the kind that set Jonathan’s nerves on edge.

“If you’ll excuse me.”

With that, Elmer walked away.

Niamh had just finished her conversation with the others. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Jonathan.

He’d clenched his hand so tightly blood had started to drip between his knuckles.

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