The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 179

She didn't give it a second thought.

Danielle carried the box of supplements inside and set it squarely on the table. "Tell him this—my mother doesn't need any of this."

Millie's gaze drifted to the pile of supplements sitting in the middle of the table.

She blinked. "Weren't these the ones my mother turned down?"

"Alex tried to give them to my mother last time. She never accepted them…"

Danielle's expression tightened, her brows knitting together.

No wonder he was suddenly so generous.

Alexander clearly thought of her and her mother as some sort of charity drop-off, unloading whatever others didn't want onto them. Even this hospital room had originally been vacated by Millie.

He was looking down his nose at them, treating them like the objects of his benevolence.

Millie caught the chill in Danielle's eyes and hesitated.

Suddenly realizing what she'd just said, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Danielle, I was talking nonsense—please, don't take it to heart."

She rushed to explain, "I'm sure Alex must've just bought the same thing twice. He would never just pass along what my mother didn't want to yours."

But the more Danielle listened, the more bitter the whole thing seemed.

She drew a steadying breath and turned to leave.

Danielle walked down the corridor to the corner, pulled out her phone, and shot Alexander a message.

The Lindens are not your trash dump. See you in court in four days.

—

The next morning, bright and early.

Danielle packed up her mother's things and signed the discharge papers.

She didn't want to spend another second in that hospital room. The very thought of it made her sick.

Vivian watched as Danielle swiftly finished packing and followed her out.

She asked quietly, "Did you two have a fight last night?"

Danielle loaded the luggage into the car's trunk. "What could we possibly fight about?"

In all their years of marriage, she and Alexander had never once argued.

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