His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 702

After draining the last drop of the remedy, Jonathan looked up at Niamh. Their eyes met for only a second before she quickly looked away. His gaze was too intense—it burned like fire, yet felt as gentle and deep as water, making it impossible to hold.

“Trying to seduce me with your looks won’t work,” she said, turning to leave.

“Don’t go…” Jonathan scrambled out of bed, but a wave of dizziness sent him crashing to the floor.

“Jonathan!” Niamh rushed over and helped him back up.

Just as he sat down on the edge of the bed, her phone rang. He caught a glimpse of the screen out of the corner of his eye—Elmer’s name was a glaring presence. On pure instinct, Jonathan grabbed her wrist. “Don’t answer it.”

Niamh was confused for a moment, then realized he must have seen the caller ID. Still weak from his illness, his grip was loose, and she easily pulled her wrist free.

“Hello, Elmer?”

There was a brief pause on the other end. “Nia… are you with Jonathan right now?”

His directness surprised her. “…Yes. Jonathan’s stomach condition flared up, so I’m at his place.”

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