The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1045

“But you should have someone in your life who can be there for you, someone you can lean on. You don’t have to carry everything by yourself. It’s too hard.”

Danielle’s fingers paused on the glass. She didn’t speak. She knew Harold meant well, but her past experiences made her afraid to rely on anyone. The experience with Alexander had left her so wounded that she’d built walls around herself, terrified of being hurt again.

“Perhaps because of Alexander, you have misconceptions about me, even prejudice,” Harold said softly, his voice full of sincerity. “After all, the world says we’re rivals, and you probably think I have ulterior motives for getting close to you.”

“But I’d like to defend myself— ever since we've known each other, from when you were just starting Ninesky to all the difficulties you’ve faced since, I have never once done anything to harm you. All my help has been genuine.”

Danielle looked up at him, her expression complicated. She knew, of course, that Harold was telling the truth. When Ninesky had first started and its funding dried up, Harold was the first to offer an investment and even helped her connect with several important clients. Later, when she and Alexander divorced, Harold never kicked her while she was down.

She had always remembered these things.

But at the same time, there was the dinner with him and Nathan Davidson where she had been drugged. Alexander had told her it was their doing. The thought made Danielle’s heart grow even more conflicted.

“I hope you can let go of your reservations and try to accept the people around you,” Harold said, his gaze earnest and free of any pressure. “I’m not asking you to make a decision right away. Just don’t keep yourself so closed off. It’s okay to rely on others sometimes. You don’t have to live such a tiring life.”

Danielle lowered her eyes, her long lashes casting a shadow on her cheeks. She had known for a long time that Harold was different from Alexander. One of them said nothing, while the other was always guiding and scheming. His gentleness seemed genuine, but who knew if it wasn’t just another trap?

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