His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 381

The vast bedroom was utterly silent.

Niamh stood quietly, while Julian lay so still he might as well have been dead.

When Julian saw her enter, his eyes flickered with a brief light, but the deep hollows in his face only made his gaze seem unsettling.

Niamh poured him a glass of water and gently helped him drink.

The relief to his parched throat finally loosened his tongue.

“They sent you to talk sense into me, didn’t they?”

“Yes,” Niamh admitted without hesitation.

There was no reason to lie to Julian.

A bitter laugh escaped from deep in his chest.

“So, you’re here to convince me to marry Susy as well?”

His gaunt face twisted, dark and frightening.

“I’d rather starve myself than marry her. Why? Why can’t my devotion to you move you?”

“Because I don’t love you.”

Hearing Niamh’s answer again, so blunt and final, Julian’s anger boiled over; he swept his arm across the table, sending everything crashing to the floor. The clatter startled neither of them; the objects missed Niamh entirely and landed at Julian’s own feet.

“You’re cruel, Niamh… Why can’t you love me?”

“Because you’ll never beat Jonathan.”

At her words, Julian’s face went pale.

“So it’s Jonathan, isn’t it? You still love him?”

His voice was hoarse, almost pleading.

Niamh didn’t answer.

She stood before him, meeting his gaze.

Julian looked up at her, frail and desperate.

“I’m not sure…” Niamh shook her head.

“What do you mean, you’re not sure?”

Before Cassidy could get angry, a maid hurried in, breathless with excitement.

“Ma’am! The young master says he wants to eat. He even asked me to make him some ginseng broth to help him recover!”

Cassidy didn’t waste a second—she pulled the maid off to the kitchen.

Niamh realized there was nothing more she could do for Julian. She’d done all she could.

Outside, the night was pitch black.

If she drove back to the city now, she wouldn’t arrive until after midnight.

Without saying goodbye to anyone, Niamh quietly slipped out of the Neville estate.

Back in the living room, Susy, sitting on the sofa, pulled out her phone and sent off a secret message.