The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 184

Danielle looked up, her gaze fixed on Alexander's cold, impassive face.

She'd always been the one chasing after him, begging for a divorce, asking him to sign the papers.

He'd dragged out the divorce proceedings for what felt like forever.

Ever since the day she'd come back—reborn, in a sense—Danielle had asked him to sign, to let her go. He dismissed her pleas, chalking them up to another one of her moods.

But today, it was different. This time, it was about Millie. She'd finally hit a nerve, crossed a line he wouldn't tolerate. So now, he was the one demanding a clean break, insisting on a swift, decisive end.

Danielle nodded calmly. "Fine. Monday morning. I'll see you at city hall."

A formal lawsuit would drag things out for months, but if he wanted to initiate the divorce himself, it would be much quicker, much cleaner.

That suited her just fine. It spared her unnecessary trouble, and, truthfully, she welcomed it.

Once they were finally divorced, she'd be free—truly free, at last.

Alexander regarded her, his lips curling into a frosty half-smile. "Don't be late."

Danielle didn't reply. She turned and left without looking back.

Alexander glanced at the stack of papers sitting on the chair beside him. He picked them up, didn't bother to open them, and tossed them straight into the trash.

Just then, Millie came out of the kitchen, pressing an ice pack to her wrist. She caught sight of his careless gesture. "What did you just throw away?"

He answered blandly, "Nothing important."

She let it go, but her voice was businesslike. "About Niki—"

Alexander cut her off. "We'll talk about it later."

—

Danielle sat on the edge of the hospital bed, the weight finally lifting from her chest.

It was over. She was free.

She looked down at her daughter's pale little face, her heart twisting with tenderness. Gently, she stroked Niki's hair.

Just then, her grandmother hurried in, worry etched deep into her features.

Seeing Niki lying there, the old woman's guilt was palpable.

"Dani, this is all my fault," she lamented, wringing her hands. "Millie and Alex took Raffy out for the day, and I thought Niki would be bored staying at the house with an old woman like me. I let her go with them, and… I never imagined anything like this could happen."

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