His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 763

Sensing the anger in Jonathan's tone toward Flynn, Niamh cleared her throat. "He... helps out occasionally." She wanted to drop the subject. The lie about Marlin being Flynn's son was a fabrication, and she was afraid the more they talked, the more likely Jonathan would find a hole in her story.

"Flynn always had a messy personal life back in Aldenville. Even having a child with you hasn't made him a responsible man." As Jonathan righteously criticized Flynn in Coralis, Flynn himself, working overtime in his office back on Whispering Island, let out two loud sneezes. "Who's bad-mouthing me now?" he grumbled. "Don't they know I'm already working myself to the bone?"

Back in the family restaurant in Coralis, Jonathan's criticism grew more pointed until he finally got to his main point. "I don't think he's fit to be Marlin's father." Niamh had to laugh at his self-righteous speech. All that buildup was just to deliver that one line. "So, Flynn isn't fit to be Marlin's father. And you are?" "I'm certainly a better fit than Flynn."

Staring into his unwavering gaze, Niamh would be lying if she said her heart didn't stir. She smiled. "Jonathan, since when did you become so humble that you're willing to raise another man's son?" Niamh was sure that line would provoke him. No man would willingly take on that role, especially not a man of Jonathan's caliber.

But contrary to her expectations, Jonathan didn't get angry at all. Instead, he smiled and gently poked Marlin's little nose. "Marlin isn't another man's son... He's *your* son." His voice was as gentle as water, but his eyes burned like fire. Niamh felt a little overwhelmed and quickly looked down, shoveling food into her mouth.

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