His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 598

An image of Jonathan surfaced in Elmer's mind.

Jonathan was now Niamh's assistant and her driver.

If nothing had gone wrong, she was probably with him.

Elmer slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

He had thought that after their official divorce, Niamh would finally be free from Jonathan's entanglement.

He never imagined Jonathan could be so shameless, clinging to her by becoming her assistant.

They were divorced, yet they had become more inseparable than ever.

Elmer gritted his teeth, his usually gentle face contorted with a rare bitterness.

He yanked the steering wheel, and the white Lexus sped away from The Thomas Group.

At this hour, the brightly lit city was gradually falling asleep as more and more lights went out.

But one street remained as bright as day, bustling with people.

Jonathan handed Niamh a bottled sweet peanut beverage.

He noticed she was staring at him with an incredulous expression.

"What is it?" he asked, curious.

"I just never thought you'd eat at a place like this," Niamh said, glancing around.

They were at a night market, sitting at an outdoor table at a roadside kebab stall.

The table was laden with various snacks Jonathan had bought along the way: takoyaki, fried noodles, grilled corn, and other savory bites.

They were now waiting for the kebabs they had ordered.

After the bungee jump, Niamh's stomach had started to rumble.

The activity might not have seemed physically demanding, but it actually consumed a surprising amount of energy.

The feeling of release after such an extreme sport only accelerated her hunger.

As her assistant, Jonathan naturally drove around to find a restaurant for her.

There were many options at this hour, and a night market hadn't even crossed Niamh's mind.

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