His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 791

What if it was his child? What if Marlin was his son? The more Jonathan considered the possibility, the more a dull ache spread through his chest. His hand instinctively found Niamh’s exposed collarbone, the calloused pad of his thumb tracing its delicate line.

Lying before him, completely defenseless, Niamh looked utterly delectable, like an irresistible dessert. Jonathan’s affectionate gaze slowly burned with a new heat. “Can you give me a chance… to take care of you and Marlin from now on?” he murmured, his hand tightening on the lapel of her bathrobe.

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Niamh woke up in a daze. She was confused to find herself not only in the master bedroom’s bed but also changed out of her bathrobe and into a nightgown. She had only been tired last night, not drunk, so she clearly remembered Jonathan carrying her to the bedroom while she was still in the robe. How had she ended up in a nightgown?

Moreover, it was new, made of the same silk as Jonathan’s, and the design was strikingly similar. Hers was just a pale lavender. Niamh couldn’t help but wonder if their nightwear was a matching set. The realization that she’d been changed snapped her fully awake. She sat in bed for a long moment before the bedroom door opened from the outside.

The person who entered was, of course, Jonathan. Besides her, he was the only other person in the apartment. So… her clothes… “I changed you,” Jonathan said, answering her unspoken question as if he could read her mind. Seeing her guarded expression, he gave a wry smile. “I just changed your clothes, nothing else… I promise.”

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