His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 754

Niamh held the candy, a million words stuck in her throat. She wanted to tell him to stop wasting his energy. Her life with Marlin was full and free, and she didn't want anyone re-entering it—not even Marlin's biological father.

Besides, Sprague's words from long ago still echoed in her mind. Maybe she and Jonathan really were star-crossed. For his own good, he should stay away from her.

Though her resolve was firm, she couldn't bring herself to say the words to make him leave. Just then, she saw him pick up the bowl of baby food and use a small fork to lift some soft noodles to Marlin's mouth.

"I can do that."

"It's fine. You eat. I'll feed him."

"You..."

"Don't worry, I know how to feed a child," Jonathan said, scooping up some spinach puree with a spoon.

Niamh was about to warn him that Marlin hated vegetables, especially spinach. She always had to force a few bites into him, and sometimes he'd protest angrily, spitting the puree right back out.

Just as Niamh braced herself for Jonathan to get a face full of green mush, Marlin opened his mouth wide and swallowed the spinach puree in one go.

"Good boy, Marlin. You're not a picky eater at all!" Jonathan said, gently stroking Marlin's little head with his large hand.

However… the thought that Flynn was Marlin's father made the smile fade from his face. A sour pang of regret shot through his heart. Why... why couldn't this have been his and Niamh's child? Perhaps a lifetime was just a long process of paying for past mistakes.

Jonathan gripped the small spoon, and if not for Marlin's babbling, he might have crushed it in his hand.

"Da... da..."

Niamh, who had been eating a pancake, snapped her head up. Jonathan was equally stunned, frozen in place.

"What... what did you call me?"