His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 688

A radiant smile bloomed on Niamh’s beautiful face.

“From now on… I'm done compromising.”

With that, Niamh turned and walked away.

Elmer watched her silhouette as she got into her car, a profound sense of loss settling in his heart.

His fingers twitched, closing on empty air.

“What am I supposed to do?” he murmured to himself, the question escaping his lips involuntarily. “What on earth can I do to keep you in my grasp?”

It was a question Elmer couldn’t answer in high school, and all these years later, he was still just as lost.

By the time the deep gray Koenigsegg pulled up to the grand entrance of The Gilded Gryphon, the private room was already occupied by a new party of diners.

Jonathan had missed her again.

This time, he couldn't hold back any longer and dialed Niamh’s number, only to find that she had blocked him.

Dalesburg, Ocean Heart Art Center.

The annual Crown Jewel Forum was underway.

Niamh was in attendance as the master designer BYC, seated at the center table in the front row.

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