The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 239

The man paused in his stride, but he didn’t refuse.

There was just one pair of scissors prepared for the occasion.

They stood together before the ribbon. Alexander stood at Millie’s side, his gaze lowered, gently wrapping his hand around hers as they cut the ribbon together.

The photographers below caught every moment.

Sharing a single pair of scissors for a ribbon-cutting wasn’t unusual—plenty of business partners did it at openings or celebrations. But with the two of them together—him suave, her beautiful—there was a certain air between them, a subtle intimacy that lingered in the atmosphere.

People’s expressions began to shift, ever so slightly.

Everyone could see what was happening, but no one said it aloud.

There was a quiet murmur among the crowd. “Mr. Davidson really loves his wife.”

“Miss Fletcher and Mr. Davidson—they’re the industry’s golden couple. Both so outstanding.”

Danielle heard every word.

Her expression remained composed, eyes lowered as she took notes.

Then came the Q&A session.

A reporter, microphone in hand, asked, “We’ve heard this company was founded for Mrs. Davidson, and that she and Mr. Davidson have been married for years and have twins. But Mrs. Davidson’s identity has always been a mystery. So, Mr. Davidson, is Miss Fletcher…?”

The question shifted from business to personal life.

Millie’s smile didn’t falter, but she turned her head slightly to glance at Alexander.

She was honestly curious how he’d answer.

After all, he and Danielle were on the verge of divorce. He could have filed earlier or later, but he chose this moment—right after she returned home. Millie knew exactly what that meant.

And then there was Raffy.

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