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The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 970

The car glided into the apartment complex parking lot. Gian parked, then quickly got out and walked around to open the passenger door for Danielle. When his fingers brushed against hers, they were cool to the touch, and the worry in his heart intensified. She had complained about her stomach at the restaurant, and on the way back, she had leaned against the headrest with her eyes closed, her face even paler than before.

“Still feeling sick?” Gian asked, his voice full of concern as he supported her arm. “Don’t try to tough it out if you’re not well. We can still make it to the hospital.”

Danielle shook her head, leaning on his arm as her steps felt a little unsteady. Her voice was tinged with fatigue. “I’m fine, really. I’ve just been exhausted lately, packing things up and handling the work handover. I just need some rest.”

Gian half-supported her into the building. The elevator’s light illuminated the pale color of her lips, and the unease in his gut refused to subside. He remembered how much Danielle used to love that restaurant's beef, her eyes lighting up whenever it was mentioned. Today, she had only taken a few bites before putting her fork down and complaining of an upset stomach. It didn’t seem like simple exhaustion.

He opened the door to her apartment, where a small night-light glowed in the living room—something Danielle had left on for Niki. Just as they were changing their shoes, the bedroom door creaked open, and Niki emerged, rubbing her sleepy eyes. The moment she saw Gian, her face lit up.

“Uncle Gian! You’re still here?”

“Uncle Gian isn’t leaving tonight. He’s staying here to play with Niki,” Gian said, crouching down with a smile to gently stroke her hair, his voice exceptionally soft.

Niki was instantly wide awake, bouncing with excitement and grabbing Gian’s hand. “Really? Can we build the giant castle with the blocks tomorrow?”

“Of course, we can,” Gian promised with a nod. He watched her happy, smiling face, then glanced at Danielle standing nearby. “Why don’t you go sit on the sofa for a bit? I’ll just talk with Niki for a few minutes and be right there.”

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