The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 178

Danielle was in a foul mood after running into Liam.

They say fate has a twisted sense of humor—put your nemesis in the same hospital and you're bound to cross paths, up and down the halls.

At least her mother would be discharged tomorrow and could recuperate at home.

Even with the upgrade to a private suite, nothing compared to the comfort of your own bed.

"What are you talking about?" Liam glanced at her. "You're headed to a VIP room, aren't you? You should thank Millie for giving up her suite for your mom. Otherwise, you'd both be crammed in that dingy shared ward."

"Millie's injured too, but now she has to share a room with Alex."

Danielle let out a short, derisive laugh.

She was no longer surprised by anything those two did. Sharing a room together? It barely registered as odd anymore.

Without a word, she gripped her umbrella and turned to head upstairs.

Liam watched her retreating figure, cool and proud.

She certainly had the looks—at first glance, she even seemed clever.

Silent, she could be intimidating.

What a pity, he thought. All beauty, no brains. Pure fluff.

He snorted, turned away, and drove off into the rain.

Danielle reached her mother's room and felt a wave of relief seeing her looking well.

"It's pouring out. You didn't have to come all this way," her mother said.

"I wouldn't have slept if I didn't check on you," Danielle replied.

"Where's Niki?" Vivian asked. "With you here, is she alright at home alone?"

"Kirsten's watching her," Danielle said. "Please, just focus on getting better. That's all that matters."

"Tomorrow, go visit your uncle, will you?" Vivian said. "He's got a nurse at the hospital, but I still worry."

Danielle nodded. "I've got the day off. I'll drop by in the morning and sit with him for a while."

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