His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 884

As he finished, Jonathan’s handsome face was etched with deep self-reproach and guilt. “I’m the one who dragged you into this. From the very beginning, Joker’s target was me, and all this old resentment started because of me. I tried to investigate Joker several times, but the Vipers’ Nest protected his information so well… I never could have guessed we had such a twisted connection. And because of that, you were put through so much fear, so many near-death experiences… I’m sorry…”

He spoke the apology with grave sincerity, his eyes fixed on Niamh’s, his regret overflowing. Even though Joker was the one who had ended up dead, the process had been incredibly perilous. The final game of Russian roulette, in particular—even with all their careful preparations, the slightest misstep would have cost Niamh her life. A life he could never get back, not with everything he owned.

In that moment, an unexpected wave of fear washed over Jonathan.

Seeing the color drain from his face, Niamh guessed what he was panicking about. “We are both standing here… and Joker is lying in there… That’s the result,” she said, her voice firm.

A small smile touched Jonathan’s lips. “You’re very brave.”

His mind involuntarily drifted back to the Niamh he knew at the Juvenile Rehabilitation Center. From the moment she arrived, she dared to defy the instructors. Even being thrown into solitary confinement didn't break her spirit or make her submissive. He should have realized back then that a remarkably brave heart was hidden within her seemingly fragile body.

“But… even though you’re brave enough, that doesn't erase my fault. If it weren't for me, you never would have faced so much danger.”

“You’re right,” Niamh nodded decisively, looking straight at him. “So, to make it up to me, can you tell me the truth?”

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