His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 79

"You've got some nerve, Jonathan. Look at Nia—she's lost weight. You must have been giving her a hard time at work." Clifford spoke up on Niamh's behalf, his tone half-joking, half-accusing.

Jonathan managed a rueful smile. "Grandpa, it's really not like that."

He set a bowl of nourishing chicken soup in front of Niamh.

Niamh murmured a quiet thank you.

It was only here, in the old family home, that she ever got to taste soup Jonathan had personally served her.

"Let the young couple sort things out themselves. Old man, stop meddling," Clifford's army buddy interjected with a chuckle.

"Exactly. See how attentive Jonathan is to his wife?"

"I've said it before—Jonathan and Nia are a perfect match. When they got married, I told everyone you could see they were made for each other."

Niamh felt a blush creep up her cheeks at their praise.

A faint, charming smile played at Jonathan's lips as well.

From the outside, no one would ever guess that the pair were actually in the middle of a divorce and had already been living apart for some time.

Around the table, someone turned to Jonathan. "So, who's Marina?"

Jonathan replied smoothly, "She's a friend from high school."

Ever since Marina returned to the country, that was always his answer whenever anyone asked about her.

Technically, it was true—they'd broken up after graduation.

Normally, Marina wouldn't have minded being introduced as just a high school friend. But sitting next to Niamh, the legal wife, she couldn't help but feel like a complete outsider.

"Marina, you haven't touched your food. Is it not to your taste?" Marigold asked with concern.

Marina mustered a strained smile. "No, it's not that. I'm just a little anxious—wondering if Grandpa will like the gift I got him."

At her words, Marigold immediately called for Hazel to bring over Marina's present and opened it right at the table.

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