His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 793

Wiping her tears, Lana walked in with Elmer. Jonathan’s apartment was plenty large enough to comfortably accommodate them all. Before arriving, Elmer had given Lana a rough idea of the situation—that Niamh was now with Jonathan, planning to take down Ramona for what she’d done to the Quinn family. Lana had imagined the apartment Jonathan had arranged for Niamh would be some kind of high-end, luxurious penthouse. She was shocked to find it looked more like a children’s indoor playground.

“What’s… with this whole aesthetic?” Lana asked, looking between Jonathan and Niamh in bewilderment. On the phone, Jonathan had only mentioned Niamh's fake death and their current mission; he hadn't said a word about Marlin.

Facing Lana and Elmer’s confused and probing gazes, Niamh had them sit on the sofa and began to recount the entire story of what happened before and after her staged death. Jonathan didn't interrupt their conversation. He knew that Elmer and Lana were Niamh’s only true friends. Compared to the quiet Elmer, Lana was a whirlwind of exclamations.

“What?! You have a kid?!”

“Holy crap! Flynn? Which Flynn?”

“These grapes are amazing… By the way, is Jonathan playing housekeeper or something?”

“What more evidence do you need? She’s the one who benefited! That Ramona woman—if she’s not the murderer, I’ll eat my hat!”

“Niamh chose to fake her death to escape from me,” Jonathan said, a bitter smile on his lips. “She didn’t dare tell you the truth because she was afraid I would find out.”

Elmer and Lana fell silent. Whether it was Jonathan’s fault or not, they couldn’t bring themselves to blame him. After all, when Niamh had died, no one had been more devastated than Jonathan himself.

“Alright, let’s not talk about such heavy topics,” Niamh interjected. “No matter what, I’m not dead. I’m alive and well, and that’s worth celebrating…”